Star.. ☆ :
Got up at 3 am to write something in my notebook, wrote 100 things i dislike about myself and could write so much more, wrote it with the intention at the end to write at least ONE thing i like about myself. I was stuck with the pen in my hand. Anyways, a blank paper means so much more then you imagine, you see, actions describe more then words, making a blank page is some full process, arent those actions? Actions mean so much, a little bit of ink on a white page just means you grabbed a pen and used it. Those are all actions, if you can still breathe, you HAVE to live, it’s hard to, sometimes, but, what about all those things you wanted to do since little but hadn’t had the chance yet? Will they forever be gone into a small meaningless memory? The child who craved for something other, to live and visit the world, are you gonna turn her down and give up without even doing one? Even if it hurts, try to stay, for the inner kid with dreams that had a chance to burn. The dreams you promised to achieve that are still kept in a little memory locket, they need to be unlocked, and they will. You’re not a curse, you’re human, humans suffer, the world suffers, if no one suffer where would the word pain fit in? It’s sad, but also beautiful, if it’s taken correctly. Please stay and promise to yourself, or to your inner child, that you will be what you wanted to be, what you promised. You deserve a life, you’re enough for what you were made for.
2025-07-26 03:55:16