This is another one of my own confessions I feel like this is somehow my fault bc we were each other's only friends and she made some more friends and they turned against her. But anyways I'm kinda done with her but I just want her to stop doing self harm
“Mi capisca. Io non sono come un mondo comune. Io ho la mia pazzia, io vivo in un'altra dimensione e non ho tempo per le cose che non hanno anima”
— Charles Bukowski ♥️ @vecchioneilaria ♥️ love you 😘💕👭
Приехала в Пусан я, конечно, не без приключений, поэтому весь вечер я целиком и полностью посвятила отдыху дома. Пока я не зашла в квартиру, я чувствовала, что ещё чуть-чуть и умру, ибо очень сильно устала, сражаясь один на один то с чемоданами (хорошо, очень многие люди помогали мне🙏🏻), то с лестницами, то с переходами в метро, которое по сравнению с Сеульским - ну явно не далось мне с первого раза🙄
Сегодня намеренна просто прогуляться по городу, как я люблю, поэтому пока фото со Влада.
"I will tell you about selfish people. Even when they know they will hurt you,
They walk into your life to taste you.
Because you are the type of being they don't want to miss out on.
You are too much shine to not be felt.
So when they have gotten a good look at everything you have to offer,
When they have taken your skin, your hair, your secrets with them.
When they realize how real this is,
How much of a storm you are and it hits them.
That is when the cowardice sets in.
That is when the person you thought they were is is replaced by the das reality of what they are.
That is when they lose every fighting one in their body and leave after saying "You will find better than me." You will stand there naked with half of them still hidden somewhere inside you and sob,
Asking them why they did it.
Why they forced you to love them when they had no intention of loving you back
And they'll say something alone the lines of "I just had to try. I had to give it a chance. It was you after all." But that isn't romantic.
It isn't sweet.
The idea that they were so engulfed by your existence they had to risk breaking it
For the sake of knowing they weren't the one missing out.
Your existence meant that little next to their curiosity of you.
That is the thing about selfish people.
They gamble entire beings.
Entire souls to please their own.
One second they are holding you like the world in their lap,
And the next they have belittled you to a mere picture.
Something of the past.
They swallow you up and whisper they want to spend the rest of their life with you.
But the moment they sense fear,
They are already halfway out the door.
Without having the nerve to let you go with grace.
As if the human heart means that little to them.
And after all this.
After all the taking.
Isn't it sad and funny how people have more guts these days to undress you with their fingered than they do to pick up the phone and call.
For the loss.
And this is how you lose her."
- Selfish, Rupi Kaur
Por baixo do cinza que fez hoje tem um outro céu, lindo azul e ensolarado. Parece difícil de lembrar em dias cinzas né? Mas ele tá lá, tem que ter paciência e esperar. Ah, e lembra tb que o cinza é bonito sim, é só a gnt combinar com as cores certas.