I was one of those people that were secretly destroying themselves, i gave up on cutting, i let it bleed inside me, i let it damage myself on the inside instead of on the outside
And now, i don’t know who i was before i let it destroy me
In a famous debate that was settled by the sixth patriarch of Zen, there were two monks arguing (when a flag was flapping in the wind) whether it was the wind or the flag that was moving. And he said it’s neither; it’s the mind.
Guess what- you’re going to get over him and guess what- you’re going to find someone else. And guess what- he could also be a bad liar with a rotation of girls and guess what- you might feel this way all over again one day. And guess what- you’ll get over it that time also.
Everyone shows their true colors eventually. It’s only a matter of time. Sometimes it may take a few weeks. Sometimes a whole year. But once they do, it’s up to you to either accept that person for who they really are, or reject them.
no love compares to the way
her body sways in the wind
after the sun kisses her skin
in pure bliss. even the night sky
is jealous of her body
and how its darkness can shine
without the need for ten thousand stars.