Niemand merkt, wie viel ich eigentlich mit meinem Schweigen erzähle.
Why in the 21st we are afraid to lose ourselves in emotions
Every step seems carefully measured to me
As if we could collapse at any moment
Get lost in a brief moment of respite
Why in the 21st century we are afraid
Of losing ourselves in emotions
Why are we ourselves
Only after a few drinks
When nothing matters to us anymore
Why when we are sober
We feel like children
Forcibly torn from the sandbox
On a beautiful August evening
Why are we able to do so well
To distance ourselves from each other and hurt
But we are afraid to shake hands
To those closest to us
Why are we afraid to
To return to our own homes
What scares us that much
~ blackbluecherryblossom
Wenn sich die Geschichte immer wieder wiederholt, dann muss man irgendwann einen Strich ziehen und die Geschichte komplett abschließen.
Adult friendships be like “I miss you bro, let's hang out in November"
Man, ich bin wieder so durcheinander und verwirrt. Ich brauche Antworten.
“By living deeply in the present moment we can understand the past better and we can prepare for a better future.”
— Thich Nhat Hanh
“Sometimes having a conversation with yourself is the best medicine.”
— Unknown
“I think I’ve always been half out of my shell and half in. Sometimes I can be extremely wild and sometimes I can be extremely shy. It just depends on the day.”
— Emile Hirsch
“You don’t need to promise me the moon and the stars, just promise me you will stand under them with me forever.”
— (via perfectfeelings)