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#feelings into words
innermachinationsofmymind · 4 months ago
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When you are trying so desperately to fix yourself and keep yourself together but you fall and back into the same old way again. Feeling trapped not knowing how you are gonna pull yourself up again after the countless times you have pulled yourself up time and time again from dark places. You fear you have no strength to keep fighting, you feel as if what’s the point? Your mind is clouded and you can’t see things clearly again they are blurred and you are back to a state of sleep walking through life again. You lie down feeling nothing, you are empty, you are not sad, or angry just a shell of a person wondering why you have even fallen back into the same old pattern again? It’s a security blanket, you have grown so attached to the painfully numb feeling that feeling anything else sends you into a panic you are uncomfortable by it thus you run back to the only thing that feels safe and secure so you numb yourself again in order to protect yourself from any threats even if they just foreign feelings. They scare you because you aren’t use to them, you’ve barely experienced them. Thus you are trapped in a cycle of wanting to fix yourself and grow but you crack slowly or all at once. Beating yourself up for falling back to old ways again. You can either sink or swim some choose to sink because they are tired of constantly fighting with themselves every damn day, they are exhausted from fighting their mind.
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imjustfragile · a year ago
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Once you get attached you’re fucked
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wrzninmyhead · a year ago
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Hiraeth:
(n.) a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was, the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for lost places of your past.
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deejah-j · 9 months ago
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Emotions & Feelings.....
Are Two Different Things.....
✨🖤🌌
By: DeeJah J...!✍🏻
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catrollsdice · a year ago
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I went back and rewatched the part where Beau is talking about not feeling useful during the last few fights and wow that’s more relatable than I thought when I was originally watching. We all have those moments in our friend groups when we look around and they’re doing all those crazy cool things and you’re just sitting there wondering how you even fit in with them and what you could even do to seem useful based on your skillset. Honestly I’m proud of Beau for even saying what she felt out loud. It’s a feeling that’s so easy to hide and get wrapped up in but she put words to those feelings. Yes it got shot down quickly by the others trying to build her back up but that doesn’t invalidate those feelings at all.
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augusthead · a year ago
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“it’s hard to be at a party when i feel like an open wound” is such a validating line like!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! exactly!!!!!!!?????
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itsanonymousm · a year ago
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Beautiful thoughts drifting through my head, yet ration reminding me, they are nothing but the past.
-anonymousm
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simidaqxeen · a year ago
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Why do I feel like I am a square in world of circles?
But when everyone is suddenly a square, I think,
Does anyone fit in at all?
Why does it feel like everyone knows what you are thinking?
But when no one works like me, I think,
Does anyone ever think at all?
Why do things never work the way they're supposed to?
But when they do work, I think,
Does the work mean anything at all?
Why do we use words to separate?
Because when our blood runs the same colour, I think,
Does a label really matter at all?
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euesworld · a year ago
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"Savor those feelings you have for me cause that's all I do with you, I'm going to love you completely forever.."
All I want is for the same from you - eUë
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cafeelisthings · a year ago
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Last night I had an emotional breakdown I thought I was okey but then tears run down to my face, memories begin to flashback, my feelings for you was still there. I tried to escape from it, I tired to be busy, I focus on myself to other things but in just one night; I was scattered into pieces again.
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Nutteloos
Het is gewoon zo nutteloos om over jou te fantaseren. Wanneer we elkaar weer gaan zien, hoe het zal zijn. Me zorgen maken over zoveel dingen. Hoe het zal gaan, want ik ben niet meer hoe ik was. Ik eet anders, ik denk anders en ik wil anders. Ik zie jou niet de dingen doen, die ik het allerliefste wil doen. Er zijn zoveel meer vissen in de zee, waarom zou ik me dan alleen maar focussen op jou? Ergens op de wereldbol loopt die ene persoon rondt, waarmee ik die gedeelde passie wel zou kunnen hebben. Mijn droom is nou eenmaal om samen met een mooi persoon bergen te beklimmen, rond te reizen, een ecohuis bouwen en daarin wonen. Eigen groente te telen, van jezelf te kunnen leven. Geen deel meer uitmaken van deze gekke samenleving die de wereld verwoest. 
En ik ken jou niet meer, ik kende de persoon die je was. Dus ik weet niet hoe je bent veranderd, hoe je nu denkt en vooruit beweegt. Wat zijn je dromen, wat wil je bereiken? Hoe wil je wonen, wil je kinderen? 
Uit de persoon die je was, zie ik je niet in mijn droomleven leven.
Dat maakt het daarom ook zo nutteloos om over je te fantaseren hoe het zou zijn, jij en ik.
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innermachinationsofmymind · 25 days ago
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Forgive me past and future self for how I have been treating current me. I was simply blinded by the illusion of making sure others were okay whilst neglecting myself allowing my truest self to fade and crumble. I am slowly working on us, better us so that we may see what the future will hold for us.
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imjustfragile · a year ago
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I am too tired and I miss you too much
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I thought about you today. And I a wave of longing hit me hard,right in the solar plexus. In that moment, I wanted to cry. Because It's like I travelled back in time to that specific moment when I said something you mistook for me being rude, and gave me the chance to right myself before losing your shit.
It was funny because you kept repeating the words "what?" Until I caught on and explained myself. IDK why I remembered that one incident. I guess it was the look on your face. That I could catch you off guard. Or rather, you'd caught me lacking.
What I really want to say is I miss you. And I pray that one day we get to redo things, but better. One day we'll get the closure we need.
But for now it's going to take a long time. And even more time for me since I fell for you. I really and truly cared for you. I can't seem to explain why. But you made me feel special. Like I wasn't too much or too little. But just enough. It was nice being wanted.
Having someone go the extra mile for me. Initiate things. It felt nice to be wanted. And I guess that's more of what I miss. How you made me feel. I think that's what hurt the most, the fact that you'd do all that then disappear like it meant nothing.
Till this day, I've never known what I did wrong or even if it was me for that matter. Unfortunately closure is something I'll have to give myself in this situation. Sad but that's just how it is.
I can never quite seem to forget you. Maybe I should stop trying. I remember when I was fresh out of crying over a broken non existent relationship. All I ever thought about was you. But as time went on, the more I sat and processed the thoughts and feelings, the more you faded into oblivion.
It was great. Not having you at the back of my mind all the time. But now you're back.
I wonder why. I hope you think of me as much as I think about you. I hope not a day goes by without you thinking about what we were and what we could have been.
But most of all, I hope I finally get over you. You were special but you're no longer there. You're deep in the past and i need to come to terms with that fact.
I wish you love and healing. I hope you miss me as much as I miss you. I hope I cross your mind occasionally. I hope that anytime you think of me you smile. No bad memories or thoughts. Pure bliss instead.
I miss you.
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deejah-j · 9 months ago
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And If You're Still Bleeding......💔
You're The Lucky Ones....!!💔
Because Most Of Our Feelings.......✨
They Are Dead & They Are Gone....!!!🌌
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cometscrater · 24 days ago
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reading a textbook for class and i’m going insane. why is this just poetry. what. this is a STEM class what’s going on.
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itsanonymousm · a year ago
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An Ode To Me
This year I have decided to not to set any new year goals for myself, not because I am lazy, but simply because this year I want to strip myself of chasing societal expectations.
I’m done chasing things in which I have been programmed to believe that equate to my success or happiness.
As cheesey as it may seem, I want to ride the wave of life with visions of the future, to only find solutions when in the face of conflict.
I want to live for me. I want to try new things without the cloud of fear. I want to nurture myself to exude beauty that’s inner deep.
I will ride through the days and go with the flow of destiny. Because after all, I believe in each path we individually seek.
Cheers to individuality, cheers to happiness. I’m on my lucky streak, with overcomings of difficulties.
I have strength to survive, and I feel like this year is me becoming truly ME.
-anonymousm
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