Christmas Is Coming, Should I Hang Decorations Or Myself 🙂

Hating me won't make you pretty...

For a whole week I was a bundle of nerves and only a thin sheet of mercy held me from losing myself. Half the time I was dizzy and suicidal, the other half of the time I was truly mad.

I'm earth. I choose to become earth l, to embrace each season, each love, each friendship in it's lifetime. To realize each season when it goes without questioning why or when it would happen again. On nights when I look up, the sky is full of million stars, clouds and all . I rejoice to be part of that heavenly orbit. On days when it rains, I open up to the softness and touch of rain and drink to my fill. When the sun comes out, I welcome the warmth and the heat . I have found the joys of being mellow in spite of the scars . I have been earth since that hectic day..

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes part of us

I'll tell everybody I'm fine , cos wtf you gonna do if I'm not

Her love is not the loud hammer that shatters rocks, but the gentle drop of water that melts the stone.

Now that I've ruined everything, I'm fuckin free

My crazy thoughts are driving me crazy like six feet under and I can't take it anymore

whatever i'm feeling franz kafka already described a hundred years ago