ATTENTION - Joji
๐๐ฒ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ฌ;
๐. ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ โ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎโ ๐๐๐ญ๐ฐ๐๐๐ง ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ฌ.
๐. ๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐๐ง ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฉ.
๐. ๐๐จ๐ญ๐ก ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ.
๐. ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐๐ค๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐๐๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ.
๐. ๐๐จ๐๐ญ ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ง๐๐๐ค ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐๐ค๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ง๐๐๐ค ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐๐๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ก.
๐. ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐๐ซ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐๐ง๐๐๐.
๐. ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐๐ฌ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐๐ง๐๐.
๐. ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ฏ๐๐ฅ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ง๐๐๐ค (๐ก๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐).
๐. ๐๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ค ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐๐ฅ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ญ ๐ ๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ, ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐๐ฌ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐๐ก.
๐๐. ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐ค ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐๐ง๐๐ฌ.
โ S.ร.
// banana bread ๐ฅ
โI hope there are days when your coffee tastes like magic, your playlist makes you dance, strangers make you smile, and the night sky touches your soul. I hope you fall in love with being alive againโ
โ Unknown
I give too much of myself to those people.
The last people on earth who deserve it.
And I feel regret.
For letting them spark a reaction out of me. When I know all too well that the moment will pass.
Iโm still me.
Theyโre still them.
Judging my pictures and words, without actually seeing anything or knowing any part of me.
The sticky spiderweb that they create seems to trap me every time.
But I seem to be the one biting myself in the end.
And Iโm worth too much to cheapen myself by acknowledging that their web even exists.
They will never know me. They will never see me as raw or bare as they see themselves.
And thatโs what keeps me sane.
That I, myself, am tucked away. Where none of them can reach me.
Each year brings new lessons.
This is one of mine.
Value yourself. And the parts of yourself that are your own.
That no one else can touch.
wnq-writers
โYou are so beautiful together like a single piece of the universe has finally come together in all its gloryโ
โ spinningsharks
wnq-writers
โI read poetry. Because nothing makes me feel more complete, Than my suffering to be understood, By people I donโt even know.โ
โ Katrien Pauwels // Whatโs a writer without the pain? (via shareaquote)
