OksanaBB13 ноября 2023В друзьяWe're all a little broken. We are a mosaic. We're made up of all those we've met and all the things we've been through. There are parts of us that are colorful and dark and jagged and beautiful.11 понравилось255
OksanaBB13 ноября 2023В друзьяThe truest sacrifices are the ones no one knows anything about.11 понравилось101
OksanaBB12 ноября 2023В друзьяSometimes things are easier to understand when unsaid. Sometimes words complicate things and make them murky.9 понравилось49
The_Fox_From_Tula24 августа 2024В друзья“I like plants,” he said. “Do you like plants?”“I mean, yeah. As long as it’s not me taking care of them. I’ve killed a cactus.” 1 понравилось30
The_Fox_From_Tula24 августа 2024В друзья“Silence was always my default response. Sometimes things are easier to understand when unsaid. Sometimes words complicate things and make them murky. This moment didn’t need them.”1 понравилось15
durukdarya29 декабря 2024В друзья“We’re all a little broken, Briana. We are a mosaic. We’re made up of all those we’ve met and all the things we’ve been through. There are parts of us that are colorful and dark and jagged and beautiful. And I love every piece of you. Even the ones you wish didn’t exist.”27
durukdarya29 декабря 2024В друзьяIt’s funny how similar longing feels to grief. Even though she was right here, all I could think about was the part that was missing. The part I’d never get.8
durukdarya29 декабря 2024В друзьяIt’s hard to find out that someone you love is fine with just setting your life on fire and walking away.24
durukdarya29 декабря 2024В друзьяI had to remember that not everyone overthought everything the way I did. Wouldn’t it be amazing to live like that? To not carry that burden around with you. To not feel constantly overwhelmed and overstimulated and second-guess every little thing.4
durukdarya29 декабря 2024В друзьяI must return to my isolation now. I need twenty to twenty-two hours of alone time a day to function.6
durukdarya29 декабря 2024В друзьяThis wasn’t the life I wanted. And I didn’t know how to change it. It was quicksand.3
durukdarya29 декабря 2024В друзьяAnd I was bored. That was the worst thing of all. The boredom. The monotony of my uneventful, unremarkable, depressing fucking life.6
durukdarya29 декабря 2024В друзьяI was getting further and further away from the me I’d planned. Of the life I had planned.4
durukdarya29 декабря 2024В друзьяThese friends were easy. Not all of them were. Different people had different energy demands. Some people took more from me than others.3
durukdarya29 декабря 2024В друзьяIt could be worse. I was so sick and tired of platitudes. God has a plan. Everything happens for a reason. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. No, it doesn’t, and fuck all of it.4
durukdarya29 декабря 2024В друзьяAnger is a powerful fuel. It can be very motivating. Fortifying. The only problem with anger is that it burns hot and fast. It doesn’t tend to burn long. Sadness burns long. Grief. Disappointment.3
The_Fox_From_Tula27 августа 2024В друзьяBut if you don’t deal with trauma, it just circles back around. She’s probably depressed. And depression lies, Jacob. Nothing it’s telling her is true, but she can’t know that in her state without help.11