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victory7155 · 7 months
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“I am happy to know I loved someone so deeply. No matter how brief, I loved something. And that means I’m alive. It means my heart still beats.”
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andannotations · 1 year
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The thing that strikes me the most about Hospital Playlist S2 E11 is that Seong-hwa realises how worried she can be for Ik-Jun, pulls multiple all nighters to keep an eye on him, “I want to stay by his side,” and the next time we see him recovered, they are playing cards. everything is contained in the way they act towards each other-- its not rotten work to me, not if it is you; I am heavy with pain, I will carry you. I am defeated, I will not forsake you-- they don't say the words but it is always there, in the room with them, like the cups of coffee waiting for the rain, or the scrubs waiting to be worn and disposed of. What is more patient than a pining that is everywhere, even in the air they breathe. 
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llanekee · 4 months
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They’re the person that makes me really melancholic They make me wanna do drugs overnight in the pub They’re the person with a pretty smile that’s insufferable They make me stare at the floor and start disassociating They’re the person matching me in a massive ego They make me self conscious or too aware of my flaws They’re the brat I hate to call the charismatic sweetheart They make everybody dance until the club meets the sun They’re the reason I can bear to wake early in the afternoon They make no one want to destroy themselves
For just a minute, and isn’t that worth it? For just a second, isn’t that worth it? For just a fleeting microchipped image It was worth it if I could just feel like I was feeling correct Or at least act as though I was able to surrect My many lengthy and time consuming personal issues
They’re the person that makes me all the better and Also infinitely worse They make me wanna be a role model for kids and Also a high school dropout
I want to love them, I want to hate them When I check the reflection, I see someone who can’t decide A fool, picking poetry, with a sewing needle They’re so afraid of them, they’re so stupidly scared They should’ve learned To put their money on their love much earlier
-by Lane Key :]
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palatinewolfsblog · 1 year
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“Being deeply loved by someone
gives you strength,
while loving someone deeply
gives you courage.” Lao Tzu.
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eclectic-ways · 16 days
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If you’re currently in a serious relationship and most of the above don’t sync well with your partner; I urge you to save your time, efforts and soul, and move on.
It is what I did with my ex I broke up with a few days ago and we were about to get married. After all the things I’ve endured to contain the relationship; him totally (kept) being a narcissistic ass, thoughtless, selfish, fussy, scrappy, aggressive and aggravating EVEN during my severe fibro flare-up days (due to all the stress he’s had me put me up with previously); and not to mention reversing what’s happened in his head blaming me for everything; refusing to acknowledge or own all the wrongdoings; was the final straw.
I was also feeling very suicidal for days. I had a few “attempts” and many plans & strong “wishes” as well. And he knew and witnessed all of it. Our last day: He pushed — I backed off; he pushed — I said “Please, not today, I feel really sick. I can’t right now.” Then he got even more triggered as I was not responding to his aggression. He felt that I don’t care about him and don’t love him. And that it’s always about me. None of this is true, I swear to God.
“You always excuse your illness to treat me bad. I won’t let you manipulate me anymore. I don’t care about your illness anymore. I’m going home.” while proceeding to pack up. What a projection eh… All I did that day was to interrupt his sentence twice to assume what he was gonna say in a joking manner. And yeah…
All the “improvements and healing” I thought he’s had during these 6 months we lived together was just a facade I madly wanted to believe in. I still love him so much and this is gonna be real hard for me. But something deeply shut down in me. If someone is still crossing the line when it’s a matter of life and death, that right there is NOT love.
The sooner I choose myself, the less damage I will get which I’ve had more than enough in life let alone in this relationship. I’m sick of getting stuck in fight & flight mode, traumas, stress; being in shocking frustration; having to express and validate myself and health issues; giving up from myself for the sake of “love”. Not anymore.
Na-uh.
I thought I’ve healed a lot and had a big enlightenment over the last 2 years of isolation enough not to put up with bullshits like this. I’m disappointed in myself. Even though, I had certain boundaries and rules in the beginning and was never willing to negotiate; he crushed me hard progressively.
He unloaded all his baggage in time. I resisted a lot but eventually I watched my ID dissolve and my soul fade away. I wasn’t even doing my spiritual practices anymore, for instance, because he judges and mocks. And there are so many other things like this and different things…
Anyway. I hope I survive. And when I do, I hope I can be more than my survival and finally start living rather than just existing. My potentials still await me. I know it.
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dreamer-329 · 3 months
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thefacelessmanner · 2 years
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The biggest misconception man could ever have is to look at life as though it’s hard. to look at something as though it’s hard to do. to achieve. to love. to accept. But once our kind understands that what is within is without, to understand that if it looks easy to you in your perspective, it always will be easy. We tend to complicate things because we believe that we don’t deserve certain things, and emotions. But there is no such thing as hard, or tough, or impossible. If you are living within, if you have mastered the art of living in your own body, if you know that there is a world you created in your mind, a world you love in your imagination, and accepting it as your world, as something you deserve, something kind, a life that fits you well. a life within you, your universe! you will feel alive. you will live. truly. fully. gently.
at the end of the day, you are the universe, and it is all about perspective. via @thefacelessmanner
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We often lie staring at the stars. Side by side. Hand in hand. The uncountable stars reminded me that we are infinitely small in a cold universe. And that this life, all life, is inherently meaningless.
In the dark, I’ll turn and face you. Hidden by night, my eyes cannot see you. But I know you so entirely that my mind fills in the blanks. I see your curiosity. Your wonder. I see you, my love. And I am reminded of the warmth and the meaning of my life.
And so I hold both truths, the meaningless universe and the meaningful life.
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kaywrites23 · 1 year
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It soon became known that her heart couldn’t be owned.
She was hers and hers alone.
Never once did she need another, to help recover from yet another Blunder.
She depended only on herself, and no one else.
At least that’s what she made those around her believe.
Though she was strong, independent, and keen; she still felt the need.
The need to love and be loved.
Someday, in some way, she’ll find a way.
A way to let them in.
Someday.
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doccywhomst · 4 months
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noelledeltarune · 7 months
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EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt
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victory7155 · 7 months
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We Were Never in Love
“We were never in love.
I loved you, I did. I told you, but not then.
I wasn’t in love with you.
You loved me, you did. You told me, but not then.
You weren’t in love with me.
We loved. We did.
But we were never in love.”
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mrtequilasunset · 5 months
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Listen man, you guys can't be like "you guys need to be normal about asexuality" and then turn around and get weirdly judgemental when you find out someone doesn't have sex by choice. Like that's weird that some of you do that.
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steveharrington · 2 months
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i think ultimately the core of what irritates me about the t swift craze is that she’s constantly getting props for things that … literally aren’t true. people act like she’s self made, she is not. people act like she’s a social activist, she is not. people act like she’s constantly going to great lengths to uplift other women, she is not. like if people were just like yeah i love her music :) then okay! but it’s the constanttttt applause and praise and worshipping for things that are just patently false that really makes me feel insane
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fxreflyes · 1 month
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“tumblr mutual” beloved friend I would pick up at the airport if y’all visited my home city
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druid-for-hire · 1 year
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[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled "immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]
a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”
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