A Letter to the Girl Who’s Looking For Love:
Don’t be fooled by the charm,
For it is a tactic designed to get one to comply.
Manipulation has always been his favorite game,
So remember that when he pays you a compliment.
He’ll bide his time, as any good predator does,
Knowing that the more patient he is, the more trust he’s gaining.
He’ll listen to your tales of woe, let you cry on his shoulder...
He’ll be your anything and everything, whenever you need it.
Trust me sweetheart, this man cares nothing about easing your pain,
For your pain is a means for him to get what he wants.
Guard yourself girl.
Be mindful of who you let in.
Learn to love yourself, for that love is your armor.
It’s that love of self that protects us from the darkness.
*I wanted to write this because I know far too many women that have ended up in relationships that are toxic, and these relationships have been detrimental to both their mental and physical health. I feel it is important to educate women about the importance of self love because without it, we are vulnerable to abuse of all kinds. My goal in life is to use my own story as a way to empower other women.
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Te veo por doquier, aún en los lugares donde nunca estuviste, en las tazas de café que nunca bebiste.
Te veo en mis sueños intranquilos. Imagino tus miradas aún sin haber visto tus ojos, eres esa imagen recurrente, eres el pensamiento que no abandona mi mente.
Imagino las cartas que nunca me escribiste, los versos que nunca me dedicaste, como nunca me enamoraste. Caí en tu hechizo. Terminé embrujada aún sin tocarte. ¿Por qué yo? ¿Por qué elegiste complicar mi vida? ¿Será acaso que ya desde tiempos remotos me viste venir? ¿Sería acaso que la luna reflejó mi mirar?
Porqué entonces no tengo una respuesta exacta, no tengo manera de explicar cómo me has logrado encontrar sin habernos llegado a topar.
Ahora solo soy un alma deambulante esperando decidas aparecer, esperando por el alquimista que ha transmutado mi corazón de metal en uno viviente.
Esperando beber del elixir de tus labios, de esas tantas pociones que te he visto en mis sueños preparar, sí, solo he visto tu silueta al caminar, a través de ellos he podido conectar mi alma con la tuya.
Al despertar no sé si estoy loca, o cuerda, ya no sé si mis sueños son la realidad y mi realidad viles sueños.
En la cama me quisiera quedar solo para en tus brazos poder estar. ¿De qué tiempo eres? ¿De dónde vienes? ¿Eres real? ¿Yo soy real? ¿Eres creación mía, o yo soy la tuya? No lo logro descifrar.
Si yo soy un sueño tuyo, qué ser tan imperfecto creaste.
Si eres sueño mío, qué amor tan inalcanzable imaginé. . . .
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I'm not perfect and nor is anyone. Yet, we are all beautiful made. Life sucks sometimes and it's great. You find the most value in the sucky days because you learn from them. So, stop focusing on the negative side of things. See the positive in all things and days.
Can see the whole world waking
from this very location.
dawn is mine for the taking.
A show well worth waiting for,
a sight worth the saving for,
for granted we take it for,
in all of it's vibrancy.
Magnitude and grandiosity.
Just a fragment of entirety,
I exist as just a glimpse.
Meanwhile I glimpse at the infinite,
wonder just what it is,
possessing no sense of it,
I aim to leave things be.
//WAYS TO DIE//
TRIGGER WARNING: mentions of suicide, mental illness.
Today I searched for the easiest way to die on Google.
I knew that this time Google won't help me. I knew it will suggest some helpline numbers I can talk to. Yet, I searched.
I don't know if I was actually looking for the helpline numbers or the easiest way to die.
The frustration, the desperation to just leave this state of mind is building up
And breaking me down.
I thought maybe asking for help was so fucking strange to me at times, that I just searched for the easiest way to die. That seemed somehow way easier than asking for help.
My fingers were tired of stretching and reaching and grasping
At that last straw, that will to wake up
Just there, somehow managing to not break
In your fingers that hold it too tight.
You find yourself over the edge
And you think "this is it".
The next thing will just push me over
And you wake up the next day
Just one more.
Today I searched for the easiest way to die on Google for the first time
And I realised that I've been living like it every single day.
Thunderous Skies and Stormy Seas.
जगह-जगह से फट गया है
धरती चुभ रही है
में रुक गया हूँ
जूते से पूछता हूँ—
'आगे क्यों नहीं चलते?'
जूता पलटकर जवाब देता है—
'मैं अब भी तैयार हूँ
यदि तुम चलो!'
मैं चुप रह जाता हूँ
कैसे कहूं कि मैं भी
जगह-जगह से फट गया हूँ।
– सर्वेश्वरदयाल सक्सेना
“Document the moments you feel most in love with yourself - what you’re wearing, who you’re around, what you’re doing. Recreate and repeat.”
Today, I discovered why I love the Library park so much, reason being, I admire the beauty in nature yet I see the pain of all the broken around me. I found comfort on the common ground and suffering which I shared with many of the impoverished citizen of my town. Yet it didn’t bother me I was not afraid of seeing the flaws in society and how the world is. I think I came here so much to acknowledge my own sorrows as well as the sorrows of humanity. The park remind me not to be afraid, I sit surrounded by junkies every day, I do not hear that, I relate with the team, the common darkness, does not damage me, it allows me to have an empathy for fellow man. I am not encompassing the pain it would be too much of a weight to bear, however I can recognize that I am not alone, that many others feel grief, addiction and obsession. I am coming to realize that there Is only the now and that is all that ever was. If I worry about the past pain how will I fully experience the days Joys? If I keep revisiting old wounds, how will I heal? However, living in the now, does not mean disregarding the tribulations which have shaped you, but knowing that they cannot hurt you anymore, acknowledge the woes and see the importance of the present. The mind that lives in the past, is often lost.
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