July 2011
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discoloration.
I’ve seen things black and white, and though as simplistic as these neutral colors are, they still represent an emptiness that resides in my core. There’s this void that dwells in the pits of my own entity, and I can’t really seem to find the missing piece to this puzzle that will make myself feel whole again. Now, I’m nothing more than a canvas, stained with black paint. My world has...
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My deprivation in posting reflects a few things. My own restlessness, my own weariness, exhaustion in everything within my life towards an extent where I’m just rather inarticulate —
I’m just not happy. And to be honest, I feel uninspired.
I’m not feeling tonight.
ayysis:
I don’t care about living ‘til my hundreds, I care about doing a hundred years worth of living in however many years it is I do live for.
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It’s not that I am afraid of getting involved with someone, but rather hesitant of entrusting the wrong person.
There can both be bad and good when you open yourself up, and I am just being precautious of getting myself hurt. Entangling yourself with a potential other can be fun, exciting, and can enrapture yourself with such a euphoric feeling —
But with all of that, also...
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The perception of beauty is how you make it, and within the eye of the beholder. Please do remember that at all cost.
The only people that don’t have a real perception of beauty, are the ones that only conform to another’s idea of beauty — such as society’s.
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discrepancies.
Do not envelop with a person just because you like the “idea of love”, without having a genuine interest in the person itself. It’s just completely inconsiderate, and overall selfish.
The “idea of love” may be induced because of lonesomeness, or perhaps the deprivation of simply “having someone to call your own”. Please do not confuse this with the real...
Living isn’t always “happy”.
Therefore, dying isn’t always “painful”.
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inadequacy.
I endow such insignificant insecurity onto myself. Reflections that I perceive do not suffice to the mind’s sight. I wish I would accept myself, but it’s just a mental instinctive reflex to deject and reject anything sort of approbation I may put upon myself.
“Not good enough” —
Is the mentality that consumes my fibers, eradicates my core, and eats me alive. Every aspect within of...
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poeticinfamy:
We are all so tempted to steal stars and make wishes, But I just wish to steal your smile - even for a little while, Not to hide it from you, or hold it too high for you to reach, I just want to give you the most beautiful thing I know, A piece of happiness you can keep.
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Wisdom and knowledge
are not the same thing.
The intellect can never lead one...
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antematter
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. the dream versions of things in your life, which appear totally foreign but are still somehow yours—your anteschool, your antefriends, your antehome—all part of a parallel world whose gravitational pull raises your life’s emotional stakes, increasing the chances you’ll end up betting everything you have.
I hate taking all the initiation in the conversations. I mean, would it hurt to try and say a simple “hello” to me once in a while? It let’s me know that you actually want to talk to me.
Communication is a 2-way process.
Sometimes I wonder how the blind fall in love. Without the ability to judge another’s physical appearance, it seems as if that kind of love would be truly genuine.
6 Types of Love
Eros a passionate physical and emotional love based on aesthetic enjoyment; stereotype of romantic love
Ludus a love that is played as a game or sport; conquest; may have multiple partners at once
Storge an affectionate love that slowly develops from friendship, based on similarity
Pragma love that is driven by the head, not the heart
Mania obsessive love; experience great emotional highs...
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I find it so anomalous how someone can wake up one morning and not feel the same way about a person as they did the night before. It strikes me as rather odd, bizarre, and rather heart-wrenching. But I suppose it’s the workings of emotions, you know?
You can’t control how your feelings may develop.
But you can’t control how your feelings may fade as well.
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Distance and the capacity of a heart's desire.
In situations where distance separates two longing people that simply want to be together, it’s the most adverse predicament that one can endure. The miles, the masons, roads, the planes that separate one individual from another, the measurement from one starting point to an ending point that seems forever to simply reach the wanted destination where desired hearts reside — is simply painful to...
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Those who exaggerate the truth only make less of...
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Your own thoughts, beliefs, and opinions can be influenced by others, but that is different than conforming to what others may believe just because you view them something of a “higher stature.”
Please remember to have an independent mindset.
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You’ll always be my biggest “what if.”
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I would smile more often, if so I desired. The only thing holding back that smile is insecurity, uncertainty, and the establishment that I made with myself to only smile when it is genuine.
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Don't let the past steal your present.
Regret is only a hindering attribute — a barricade and obstacle in achieving internal contentment. In order to achieve perpetual enlightenment, you must let go of mundane holdings that may clutch on to you on your journey forward. I don’t believe in remorse, but that does not necessarily mean that disdain from the past is not there, existent within my core, eating me away at my present, and...
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Forever is composed of nows.
– Emili Dickinson
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The past and future are illusions of the present — because you cannot take back seconds gone, and you cannot live within tomorrow.
There is only here and now.
And that is all there is within this world.
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My mind is always cluttered with thoughts, my chest overwhelmed with a spectrum of different emotions — and when it comes to articulation, it doesn’t really seem to suffice.
I try to put align everything in order, transitioning everything in which I believe in into words, but when words cannot stand by my side from time to time, I find myself rather silent.
And because of keeping...