I actually hate everyone in this world, even the ones I love. I wish I had more time to fix all of this.

Those who experience me beyond their ego will experience or be led to a bliss never-ending no matter the sins they have committed; I am beyond good and evil. However, karma is served only by you, as I am you, and you are me in different bodies.

I should delicately allow the absence of that which I’m longing for to settle comfortably in my being in this moment. As happy as I feel with, I feel without.

I dream of a soft hole I could crawl into that would make subtle noises and emit bright lights.

after a series of betrayals i no longer like my oldest brother, and his new girlfriend (now fiancée) is unbearably crass. i don’t like either of them at all but i’ve agreed to be her bridesmaid.

I hate my father but I don’t know why.

I'm sure life was created just so its unfolding would eventually crystalize into your present from.

Вогняна куля, помалу згасає за обрієм, теплі, душевні розмови і час плине непомітно, вкриваючи темряву нескінченним числом зірок, нагадуючи про людей котрих поруч вже не має...
Сум та глибоке щастя пам'яті, усвідомлення вічного та безцінного досвіду людського життя.

A ball of fire slowly fades behind the horizon, warm, soulful conversations and time passes imperceptibly, covering the darkness with an infinite number of stars, reminding of people who are no longer around...
The sadness and deep happiness of memory, awareness of the eternal and priceless experience of human life.

Lately, I haven’t been thinking or taking a break. I have been in lots of distraction, but I don’t know when to pause. And in my head it’ll all be all right. But will it? And I’m getting worse in the present. But I’m conscious while my world is slowly burning to the ground. I need advice and thoughts.

I am writing a book of poetry--a book that no one but I can believe in. I am invigorated, humbled, and afraid.

Sometimes I feel like I can’t talk. I feel like I wouldn’t be safe if I did. I have had a strain in my neck for weeks just thinking about this. I wonder how people can use the internet to lie. It is kind of the worst thing ever.

I see so much beauty and love. This world is so beautiful but Im terribly sad and it's so embarrassing to be this sad in a beautiful world.

Hi, thank you for allowing this space. I’m very conflicted. For three years I’ve heard whispers of things my brother’s friend has said about me, all hinting to him being interested in me. I’ve liked him since I met him but he never really came to talk to me or put effort in. Now I keep hearing things he’s asked about me but he has a girlfriend… I truly want to get to know him but am bothered by the way he’s treating this girl/ allowing her to treat him when hes basically said his mind is elsewhere while simultaneously not pursuing what he wants? Does he not know what he wants or does he not want me? Is what I’m hearing twisted? Should I not want him based on how hes acting or should I allow him grace? Again, is the info I’m getting even real? It’s so conflicting cause the chemistry is there but my brain knows right from wrong T-T

I had a crush on the doctor who performed a colonoscopy on me last year. He was probably 40 years older than me. I think maybe he kind of had a crush on me too.

The state of the world has me questioning the existence of our God for the first time, and i’m scared.

lately seizures have afflicted me, no one knows why, it’s very scary. So we look at everything. My doctor said my chest cavity is well proportioned & my intestines are perfect, everything looks perfect inside and would be a pleasure to feel in the hands. There’s nothing wrong. Everything is the right color. we talked about how soft and delicate the body is. He wants so many scans of my brain, he said he was going to take them home and study them. i think i’m falling in love with him

once when i was in highschool i saw a fire start in my backyard... my brother left the firepit on and it ate through our fence... i woke up at like 2am staring at the flames... went back to bed... and then woke up again to the firemen at our place hosing it down/chaos ensued also... i was just the heaviest sleepier and was so apathetic when i was tired... not like this anymore...

I still believe

I feel trapped.

when i have had a good time on a date, i like to go home and repeat my favourite stand out sentences from the date to myself in front of the mirror… relive them a second time in my own company… sometimes i imagine saying the sentences to someone else as well… like to an ex or someone who is no longer in my life…