Everything became easier. Being by myself, disregarding the little hickups, is refreshing and empowering. I gained a little weight, I started working out to tone myself, I eat well and I even found someone to keep me in place. All the rage gathered for the last months went away, just it was never in me. I am not vengeful anymore. I found peace. And not in myself. But through her eyes.
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Why are you fighting your nature? Haven`t you had enough? Have you lost yourself again? If you want to fight something, fight time. Fight people. But do not send yourself on the same path, only to find out the same outcome at its end. All the voices that resonate inside your head are there for a reason. You are not crazy. You just found out the best way to heal your wounds. Your best friends. Your brothers.
It`s not a particular “her” I miss. It`s just the feeling. I just miss the trivial things. Like biting her lip, looking at me or putting that rebel strain of hair behind her ear. Waking up next to her warm body, twisted in some awkward sleeping position. Kissing her forehead before I leave for work. And so much more.
I don`t usually reblog things. If someone wrote it, I just link it. But this time … This time was different. It actually made sense. So I`m going to post it here. Don`t worry. The source link is at the end. Enjoy. And maybe learn from it.
This is an Open Letter. Continue reading
I often find myself lost in thoughts, just like everyone else. Altho` I have a great imagination, i think mostly about the past, and what could`ve been. I don`t dream anymore, I just remember. I never regret anything, but I can`t but wonder if I could`ve done something different. And what would`ve been the outcome.
I walk a narrow path. I find my strength in trivial things. They`re just as important as the big things in my life. If not more. Every failure means I got to another crossroad. Even if I get hurt, I can move on, knowing I tried my best.
Even villains have people that follow them. Minions, hot girls, maybe an army. So, why would I feel bad about being bad on the inside? I`m not evil. I`m just complicated. Just like every anti-hero in every book, every show and every movie. It takes time. Too long, for some standards. And I want to see the result of that, as well. Continue reading