I’m always a little too much for people to handle. A little too sad or a little too overbearing or maybe even a little too annoying. I’m always too much. But I was always too little for the only person I ever really loved and that really screws me up inside. I was never enough.
JSM (via wnq-writers)
And the sands of time Seep down through The hole of the hour glass With each grain More time passed And over time Everything changes Rearranged So you play the Chameleon Changing your skin To fit in But deep down You’re the same But at some point Your camouflage Is ineffective Requiring you to be Reflective And what remains Jumps into the flames Burning to ashes Arising reinvented Your Phoenix Flying out to the new The old left to burn In the flames Of the past
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via weheartit
Wise words
and the shallow man will make you weep as he needs your tears to make him deep
(via in-my-thinking)
Oh I still do have these stories
““Everyone had stories they told themselves to get through the days.”
— Lisa Ko, The Leavers
Remember to never give up 💪