My Feelings Are Not Just A Phase,they Are Valid. My Existence Is A Value, And It Needs To Be Heard Especially

You know,i'm being weak cause when i tried and in the end it's hopeless,i start to worry for the future somehow.

Source: quotes

I miss you like I miss my old self,

Being proud with who I was,

but nobody craved for my love anymore

so I took care of my spirit

just like watering a plant.

-t.f.s.

They asked me what it's like to be the oldest soul. But souls have no age, they just transfer anywhere in their free lives, being capable of creating many stories in many places. They aren't like us, they can be invisible and you won't feel them, but they embrace your whole material body while they are the anchor. I hope you understand how bad is to be the prisoner. They are the feeling you cannot stand up from bed. The noise that comes out from your head. The freedom you've been longing for. But souls need escape. They are just tired living inside a body,like they are locked in another space of chaos. Try to reach yourself by being productive in the name of nature.

-t.f.s.

“Не говорех, мълчах, тогава ме забелязаха, когато изчезвах “

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Only if i could scream against the pain.

I love you, no matter where you spend the night.

-iwlyfm

you suffer because you get attached to things that were never meant to last

Let the oceans wash away my guilt,

to the one that I rely on,

the one I felt so deep on,

this hand as my guidance,

this spirit as my home,

I feel them for once and last of all..

In a moment

silence broke

all the wishes,

it broke a path,

a stone of dreams,

hopes that lie on

my garden of peace.

Feels like terrible wedding

Where my heart's not invited

And eyes see nothing..

Toasts on barely lasting love,

groans of pleasure, in devor,

the day ends in defeat,

silence just fell asleep.

Everything visible

faded out of me.

-t.f.s.

This deserves appreciation.♡

The fluency at which my mind thinks is blinding.

It's not surprising that tears form in the droop of my eyelids.

Every thought leads to another thats more detrimental than the last and it fuels the idea that my life's in a crisis.

Deep breaths. Leave stress behind and seek comfort in the warmth of the light.

What light?

The light that was shined in my face by my faith till it burnt my retinas and I felt like a slave?

Or the light that is promised when you behave and obey your time away and still end up laying in waste?

Say grace.