You know that feeling when you’re just waiting, waiting to get home into your room, close the door, fall into bed, and just let everything out that you kept in all day, that feeling of both relief and desperation?
Nothing is wrong, but nothing is right either, and you’re tired, tired of everything, tired of nothing, and you just want someone to be there and tell you it’s okay, but no one’s going to be there, and you know you have to be strong for yourself because no one can fix you.
But you’re tired of waiting, tired of having to be the one to fix yourself and everyone else, tired of being strong, and for once, you just want it to be easy, to be simple, to be helped, to be saved, but you know you won’t be, but you’re still hoping and you’re still wishing and you’re still staying strong and fighting with tears in your eyes. You’re fighting.
Tuesday, July 8, 2014
— Charles Bukowski, Women
“I was drawn to all the wrong things:
I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn’t have a god, politics, ideas, ideals.
I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it.
I didn’t make for an interesting person. I didn’t want to be interesting, it was too hard.
What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone.
On the other hand, when I got drunk I screamed, went crazy, got all out of hand.
One kind of behavior didn’t fit the other. I didn’t care.”
I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn’t have a god, politics, ideas, ideals.
I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it.
I didn’t make for an interesting person. I didn’t want to be interesting, it was too hard.
What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone.
On the other hand, when I got drunk I screamed, went crazy, got all out of hand.
One kind of behavior didn’t fit the other. I didn’t care.”
— The Notebook
“I am nothing special; just a common man with common thoughts, and I’ve led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who’s ever lived: I’ve loved another with all my heart and soul; and to me, this has always been enough.”
— Cecilia Ahern
“Finding someone you love and who loves you back is a wonderful, wonderful feeling. But finding a true soul mate is an even better feeling. A soul mate is someone who understands you like no other, loves you like no other, will be there for you forever, no matter what. They say that nothing lasts forever, but I am a firm believer in the fact that for some, love lives on even after we’re gone.”
— Warsan Shire, “34 Excuses For Why We Failed at Love”
1. I’m lonely so I do lonely things
2. Loving you was like going to war; I never came back the same.
3. You hate women, just like your father and his father, so it runs in your blood.
4. I was wandering the derelict car park of your heart looking for a ride home.
5. You’re a ghost town I’m too patriotic to leave.
6. I stay because you’re the beginning of the dream I want to remember.
7. I didn’t call him back because he likes his girls voiceless.
8. It’s not that he wants to be a liar; it’s just that he doesn’t know the truth.
9. I couldn’t love you, you were a small war.
10. We covered the smell of loss with jokes.
11. I didn’t want to fail at love like our parents.
12. You made the nomad in me build a house and stay.
13. I’m not a dog.
14. We were trying to prove our blood wrong.
15. I was still lonely so I did even lonelier things.
16. Yes, I’m insecure, but so was my mother and her mother.
17. No, he loves me he just makes me cry a lot.
18. He knows all of my secrets and still wants to kiss me.
19. You were too cruel to love for a long time.
20. It just didn’t work out.
21. My dad walked out one afternoon and never came back.
22. I can’t sleep because I can still taste him in my mouth.
23. I cut him out at the root, he was my favorite tree, rotting, threatening the foundations of my home.
24. The women in my family die waiting.
25. Because I didn’t want to die waiting for you.
26. I had to leave, I felt lonely when he held me.
27. You’re the song I rewind until I know all the words and I feel sick.
28. He sent me a text that said “I love you so bad.”
29. His heart wasn’t as beautiful as his smile
30. We emotionally manipulated one another until we thought it was love.
31. Forgive me, I was lonely so I chose you.
32. I’m a lover without a lover.
33. I’m lovely and lonely.
34. I belong deeply to myself .
- Gichin Funakoshi
Train with both heart and soul without worrying about theory.
Very often a person who lacks the quality of deadly seriousness will take refuge in theory.
— Dr. D’elve Je Veux III
“The very things
that we desperately try to change…
are the very things
someone is dying to
love.”
The reasons why girls talk to more guys then girls.
Guys are there for you. They don’t talk shit about you and they don’t start useless drama with you. Other people may think “oh she’s such a slut she always hangs out with guys”, but no. That doesn’t make you a slut, it’s because you’d rather be around people who are straight up with you rather than fake bitches. And they’ve rather spend their time having fun instead of wasting time gossiping and talking shit.
Just A Minute
It only took a minute for me to have this feeling
The one that it was my heart you were stealing
It only took me a minute to confess my deep love
To say the truth about this boy I kept thinking of
You only needed a minute to tell you felt the same
That your heart was also burning like a bright flame
It took us a minute to have our first unforgettable kiss
The one I still dream of having and will forever miss
A minute was the time we needed to realize it was real
And butterflies in our stomach we could both feel
It only took a minute till life took you away from me
While I live trough ashes and no future I can see
Now I need more than a minute to realize how to live
Since I have no more love and hope that I can give
But I can still remember all these minutes we spent
I keep hoping you can listen all the whispers I have sent
For so more than just a minute I keep letting my tears fall
Calling for your name while looking at this agonizing wall
For a minute I thought if I should give in and let myself go
Since the brightest star you loved can’t seem to glow
Maybe for just a minute I will still be able to dream
And forget all this pain inside me that I need to scream
I just want a minute to know why I have I lost you
Wishing for an answer to this crime that I don’t have a clue.
By: Liliana
The one that it was my heart you were stealing
It only took me a minute to confess my deep love
To say the truth about this boy I kept thinking of
You only needed a minute to tell you felt the same
That your heart was also burning like a bright flame
It took us a minute to have our first unforgettable kiss
The one I still dream of having and will forever miss
A minute was the time we needed to realize it was real
And butterflies in our stomach we could both feel
It only took a minute till life took you away from me
While I live trough ashes and no future I can see
Now I need more than a minute to realize how to live
Since I have no more love and hope that I can give
But I can still remember all these minutes we spent
I keep hoping you can listen all the whispers I have sent
For so more than just a minute I keep letting my tears fall
Calling for your name while looking at this agonizing wall
For a minute I thought if I should give in and let myself go
Since the brightest star you loved can’t seem to glow
Maybe for just a minute I will still be able to dream
And forget all this pain inside me that I need to scream
I just want a minute to know why I have I lost you
Wishing for an answer to this crime that I don’t have a clue.
By: Liliana
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