Hoje eu abri meu email antigo e achei vários com o seu nome guardados. Mesmo depois de dez anos abri um a um para ler cada palavra e vi cada letra com a mesma intensidade do dia em que me foi mandado, consegui sentir seus sentimentos quando escreveu. Várias vezes eu tentei deixar esse sentimento de lado e hoje sinto o seu vazio por não ter uma forma de te sentir tão perto novamente. Cada palavra cheia de sentimento, cheia de amor. Encontrei também um texto que escreveu em seu próprio site, que seria supostamente sobre nós. Sobre o seu amor. Lembro que nesse dia eu estava decepcionada com você, com as suas comparações em relação ao seu relacionamento anterior. Acho justo usar os aprendizados ao longo do tempo, mas não acho justo a comparação. Hoje relendo tudo o que vivemos eu sinto que tem um pouco de você em mim mesmo sem saber. Sinto orgulho de tudo o que vivemos, sinto tristeza pelo que deixamos de viver, sinto amor e acima de tudo sinto respeito por toda a nossa história mesmo depois de todos esses anos.
What if we slow danced together.
What if your hands slid around my waist
and we swayed to the sound of our hearts beating.
Under the moonlight
on the front porch of the house we made.
I don’t have the energy for another toxic or temporary relationship.
Everything feels so heavy right now and I am not sure of how much more I can take. My mind’s too dark and my heart’s empty. I feel lost and anxious and angry. I guess, all these madness has caused me feeling worthless. This has to end, but I don’t think I’m gonna make it.
almond; honey; snow; rain; grin; meadow; caress; pomegranate; spring; cotton; dawn; foreigner; hope; dusk; rose; crown; soul; cherry; dove; hawk; peach; wave; heartbeat; clouds; feelings; olives; dreams; meal; wheat; poetry; hiding; quicker; away; kingdom; daisy; winks; cheer; starlight; peanut; doe; willow; gasp.
Big is such a small word to describe Big
Needed some people to come to bat for me today and they just didn’t
میں تیری یاد سے نِکلوں تو زمانہ دیکھوں
…Yet you, LORD, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand…
One of the worst mistakes you can make is to go through life being against yourself. Some people live with a nagging feeling that’s always telling them, “You’re not good enough. You still have that addiction. You’ll never get it right.” They’ve heard that playing in their minds for so long that it’s become normal.
You may have some areas in which you still struggle and need to improve—we all do—but being down on yourself is not going to help you do better. Keep your flaws in perspective. God is the Potter, we are the clay. He’s the one who is making and molding you. It may not be happening as fast as you would like, but you don’t control the timetable.
Will you trust Him in the process you’re in right now? Will you enjoy where you are while God is in the process of changing you? You’re on the Potter’s wheel. God is still working on you.
Father, thank You that You are the Potter and I am the clay. Thank You for where I am right now, faults and all, and that You are molding and making me. Help me to stop being against myself and simply trust You with the process for further change. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.
The Purest Blood
Comes From The Women
Whom Bleed From
It Hurts Too Much
Oh Nemesis of Men.
Wow just had to go on a tag filtering jag bc honestly 🙄🙄🙄🙄.
My dash is suddenly 374738288483 times more bearable and gosh, I should’ve done this way before now!
If there is something tonight that you really want in this world, then experience in imagination what you would experience in the flesh were you to realize your goal and deafen your ears, and blind your eyes to all that denies the reality of your assumption.