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callmexiomi · 2 years
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The only validation I need is from myself
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callmexiomi · 2 years
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callmexiomi · 2 years
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I’m not even mad anymore. At this point, I’ve learned to let go of people and things that do not and no longer serve me in a positive way.
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callmexiomi · 3 years
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Sometimes when we’re sitting, it feels as if a dark room is closing in. I found in these situations, if I stand instead, the room becomes a little lighter.
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callmexiomi · 4 years
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“I think the saddest people always try their hardest to make people happy because they know what it’s like to feel absolutely worthless and they don’t want anyone else to feel like that.”
— Robin Williams (b. 21 July 1951)
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callmexiomi · 4 years
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E.M. Forster; The Life to Come and Other Stories
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callmexiomi · 4 years
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“Sometimes it’s not the person who change, it’s the mask that falls off.”
— Unknown
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callmexiomi · 4 years
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“About all you can do in life is be who you are. Some people will love you for you. Most will love you for what you can do for them, and some won’t like you at all.”
— Rita Mae Brown
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callmexiomi · 4 years
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What would you do if I was no longer here? Would you dance with joy? Would you drink to celebrate? Would you tell people how awful I was? Would you tell people that I drove you insane? Would you say you’re happier now?
Just remember, once I’m gone there’s no coming back. Once I’m gone, there’s nothing to fix. Once I’m gone, all there will be is whispers of what my voice used to sound. All the good things I used to do will fade away. Once I’m gone, you’ll be alone. That’s what you wanted. And now that I’m gone. I hope you can carry on. Once I’m gone, all that was mine is no longer yours. All the sweet moments will disappear. All you’ll have is a faded memory of what I looked.
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callmexiomi · 4 years
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What are you? Who are you?
It starts with red lights. It’s reflecting off the bed. I can see it in the mirror. It’s in the next room, but not inside.
The sound of people running but faster than a hurry. Distant screams then silence. It’s very quiet. I can’t move. Not my hands, my arms, my legs, not even my mouth. Only my head. Wait...there’s something. Something outside, coming up the stairs. It stops. It’s coming up the stairs again but this time, it drags it’s claws against the wall. Barks from the dog in the cage to alert that something is there. I can’t tell him to stop. Lover starts to move, I try to tell him that something is there, but restrained from a disobedient mouth. I could not speak. Shattered for what could happen, I turned my head. He closes the door and tries to move the dresser in the way. Comes to a halt and lays back in bed. The door opens. A shadow like figure right out side the door. Too tall to walk through, lowers neck and continues forth in the room. It’s coming for me, I can tell. I cannot move. It faces me at the end of the bed and towers. Waiting for the worst to come, nothing happens. It’s just standing there. What are you? Why are you just standing there? Why do you look like that? Why are the claws vivid but your image not? Who are you ?
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callmexiomi · 4 years
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I will Fly.
This is a poem that I wrote back in 2013 when I was in the 11th grade. 
  When I was little I used to wonder,
What it would be like to fly.
I used to look up at the sky,
And wondered why my spirit died.
 Now I looked in the mirror,
And I hoped to see her,
The girl who always wanted to fly.
 She is trying to get by,
But without time on her side.
So now I wonder if I should say goodbye,
To the poor unreachable sky.
 Every night I close my eyes,
And dream about the spirit that died.
Will it come back one day,
Maybe just to say hey.
 Or should I wait,
With time just going by,
Until my mind goes completely dry.
To forget the spirit she had,
Forever being a little sad.
 No I will wait,
For those moments to come to me.
For them I would not be,
The person you all see,
For my smile is not the same that is on my photo ID.
 Yes now I see it,
The little girl that wanted to fly,
Had already flown.
For she is now standing in front of you all,
All grown and mighty strong.
 I did it,
My spirit did not die.
For she did learn how to fly,
And now you can see,
For I am almost there,
To what I thought was the poor unreachable sky.
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callmexiomi · 4 years
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callmexiomi · 4 years
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On a journey of self love and growth
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callmexiomi · 4 years
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Where you ever in a place where madness was happening? Were you scared? What happened?
Yes, I was in a program for self growth and there was a patient there, an adult male, who came into the activity room with an attitude. He was upset that no one told him it was free time. Free time was the only time we were allowed to use our phones and we only had 30 minutes 2 times a day. He decided to take out his frustrations on an employee there. All you can hear is this guy going berserk, swearing and throwing pencils because he only has about 12 minutes left to use his phone. Another patient, an adult female, stepped in and started yelling at the man telling him he needs to calm down and that he’s acting like a complete animal. He starts swearing at her calling her a b***h and to mind her business, throwing massive F bombs. It was at that point where I felt unsafe, scared, and angry. I spoke up and said, “does it make you feel good to talk to people the way you are? You’re acting out because you now have 10 minutes to use your phone.You do know the more you act out, the lesser time you’ll have right?.” He turned to me and said. “Mind your F-ing business kid!” At that moment, I stood up and shouted “Maybe you should work on other things besides acting like a KID over what you now have for phone time!” I was so upset after that I put my own phone away and left the room. 
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callmexiomi · 4 years
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How would you spend your day off?
Spend the majority of the morning in bed after a fresh morning routine. When the afternoon comes, I’d probably order delicious takeout and watch a movie, preferably one I’ve seen before. I find the more you watch a movie, the more you’ll the parts you missed or understand the parts you didn't before. After eating I’d take a well deserved nap. A nap could take from 1 hour up to 3 for me. When I wake up, I can finish watching whatever series I left off from days before and have a nice cheese and crackers snack. 
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