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I walked as slow as I could hoping you’d chase after me. But you never caught up. Never even took a step.
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Light
I hate waking up. I hate those first few minutes where your mind is blank, everything seems new. What a grea.....
Then they start to hit you.
Sometimes slowly, sometimes all at once.
The demons we thought we had outrun, they’ve caught up to us, as if to say
“Not so fast”
“We’re still here”
I’m still here.
I hate waking up
I think I’m stuck in a cycle Nights blend into days And my mood is constantly idle I think I should go pick up my bible God can you hear me I’ve been crying and I’m fucking tired
Conquering of self would be my greatest victory
I don’t think I like this song. But the person I think I want to be likes this song. I might go my whole life thinking I like this song. I really don’t think I do.
This is the home of ready made emotions
Made to size feelings
Hot and ready sentiments
grab one and be on your way
I could spend hours to days peering into and exploring the depths of your heart and soul...
But till then your tumblr would do
An imperfect man With perfect flaws
cien12 reblogged
She was an artist at heart because she knew we needed a whole lot more than love to create this masterpiece
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She was an artist at heart because she knew we needed a whole lot more than love to create this masterpiece
Cien
Finding Myself
*opens closet*
There you are!!!
cien12 reblogged
Every monster you’ve ever feared
Every demon you think you dread
Are nothing but reflections
Of the men who created them
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cien12 reblogged
Every monster you've ever feared
Every demon you think you dread
Are nothing but reflections
Of the men who created them
Cien
cien12 reblogged
Dear Future Me,
I hope that today you are the person you always set out to be. I hope you accomplished everything that they said you could never do. How many lives do you change in a day? Do you speak out for what is right, or sit there regretting your silence? I hope you are what I’m not. I hope you speak out with such a voice that everyone around you can hear it even when you aren’t speaking. I want you to have power in the way you speak- giving light into someone’s world filled with darkness. I hope you live as if you are the only one capable of making a difference, and embracing that ability in the best way possible. You don’t need to have your name written in the text of a history book, but you need to live to make your words give life to the ones who thought they didn’t deserve one. When you read this letter, I hope you are somewhere where all of you previous goals can be made accomplishments. I hope you still remember your past, and pass on your story to those who need to hear it most- to show them that they are not alone. I hope you achieved that brighter, happier life you used to daydream about when you were younger. I hope all of your dreams became your reality, and I hope that eventually your nightmares dissolved into the depths of your past- never haunting you again. I hope you that you one day took off the mask that hid the truth. That you broke down the barriers you built, and learned to trust someone- really trust them- somewhere along your journey. I hope that you look in the mirror with a small, true smile and be proud of what you see. I hope that you learned to break through the surface of the water drowning you- anxiety. I hope that you now see the world from a whole new perspective, and learned to enjoy the sun more than the rain.. Most of all, I hope you learned to speak. To speak in such a voice that must be heard; a voice that embroiders your words onto a heart that needed them most. I hope you are happy, and teach ones who are like the old you to be happy as well. I hope that today you are the person you always set out to be.
Sincerely,
Your Past
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