I genuinely think pictures are weird
However they are a deliberate way to keep memory, to remember and being intentional about remembering because forgetting is very easy
I have been lying to myself secretly and now I’m not sure how to move forward
What part of myself likes to ignore reality, what part of myself likes to warp reality, what part of me doesn’t understand reality
It’s like I live in a day dream and the rude awakening’s become increasingly ungracious
Why is it so hard to face reality, to speak my mind, to be brutally honest to myself, why is it so hard.
Maybe it’s the fear, that causes the trembling and the aversion
Maybe I need to become friends with my fear
These days
When I feel overwhelmed or just not great
I want to be wrapped in your arms and hear you say breathe (insert name)
I forgive myself
At every point in time, I tried to make a decision that I felt was right based on the information I had and my experiences and I would probably still make more decisions that will require self forgiveness and that is okay.
Slow down, it's ok. Very few things in life are absolute
Deadlines can be flexible, career paths are flexible, relationships become close and far and close again, it's all going to be ok
I don’t write great poetry but I write and they make life feel a little less heavy
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