Sadnees - Blog Posts
Maybe I'm in a daze, not completely awake, but if I could be anywhere in the world right now, I'd be there with you...
© Raina Rose.
melancholy in the soul
a little bit of poetry
hello! I wrote this in midnight and english isn’t my first language, so propably there will be a lot of mistakes. It’s poem that Bucky wrote when he was trying to remember Steve after ,,the Winter Soldier”
once upon a time there was alittle boy he was brave and strong more than anyone
and he looked like an angel but he had fight in eyes often he was so sick but I loved him as he was
oh where is that boy now long years has made a mess will he remember that once I was all his?
You’re not my homeland anymore So what am I defending now?
Every time
I think of you
Fluid stars
Fall down
My cheeks
From the sky
Of my
Eyes
my favourite thing about history (and the reason why social history matters to me above anything else) is the reminder that there's no emotion i've felt, no grief or trauma, no joy or laughter, that hasn't been experienced by other people across time and space, and the idea of slipping into another life so different on the surface and yet so fundamentally similar to my own, and understanding them as a life like my own, with inner worlds that can't be easily articulated, with loved ones and favourite foods and days they woke up having slept wrong and the acute experiences of standing in a quiet room and watching the light catch on dust floating in the air, of the smell outside after it rains heavily, of mornings after having dreamt something feverish and strange, or the knowledge of an impending loss and trying to prepare for it emotionally. peeling fruit and giving a piece to a friend. being awake at an hour that feels like you're the only person alive in the world. that feeling when you know you need to eat and that you're hungry but you just don't find it appealing at all and it kind of makes you feel nauseous. i like imagining people in all different places and times experiencing those things, it makes me feel less alone and afraid of myself and my experience feels less daunting if that makes sense. others have lived with experiences like this too, and do, and will.
Whispering winds
In winds that whisper through the night,
Your giggles echo, pure and light.
A gentle tune, a soothing art,
like medicine for my weary heart.
by Weltenasche.
Where angels wade
Through lips like art, I found my thirst,
in tearful eyes, the pain immersed.
Your hair, once soft, began to fade,
may fears dissolve where angels wade.
by Weltenasche.
Flower
Deep into the dark of night
a single seed was cast to earth;
buried with no star in sight
hoping for a loving birth.
And a flower was to rise
from the dusty ground it grew;
could I really trust my eyes
when all I saw in it was you?
And I watered it with tears
and given it your name;
still it wilted in its fears
was I the one to blame?
by Weltenasche.
i LOVE shopping but i hate spending money right after ☹️like i love earning and getting money but if i don't buy a cute things i see in the store ill cry (╯﹏╰)b
I'm feeling a little bit of awkwardness with lot's of embarrassment! I just finished my bachelor degree and moved on to masters degree. I know a guy who is right now studying in the same university as me but my senior. My friends, those who selected in the same uni as me texted him to ask some questions regarding the uni and he texted them normally. So, I gathered my courage to text him ( we both know each other mutually ) and asked him about simple questions all regarding studying. He replied me 3 words- hmm, no, rules. Even, I felt awkward I replied okay & thank you and he ignored the text. And, I was wondering if I ever said something to him that was mean. The answer is no. Should I stop being polite to people at all? And start giving the finger to all!
"I have discovered I am able to endure an incredible amount of punishment and misfortune as long as I am occasionally allowed a few quite moments to myself - time to restore my spirits, to lick my wounds, to regroup. A little me time and I can deal with anything the world throws my way"
———Beau Taplin // Me time
I know nobody cares and I'm not doing this for fun or something like that. I did something wrong to my best friend, I forgot to say some important things to her related to education. I swear I didn't do it knowingly . I said sorry and she said everything was fine and stuff. But now we don't talk like before, not texting at all. I tried to talk with her but she replied in one word or two. I don't know what to do anymore so I posted funnny things in my story and I rarely put any post in my story but whenever I did that she always replied. I tried that to see if she will reply or not. I posted in my story for 3 days continuously she watched them but never replied. This is the end right. I'm so easy as a person to be left behind and people always did that to me. But every time I moved on. But now, I'm thinking should I even try to make friends anymore. Because what's the point ?! I'm always replaceable.
Come on, baby, let's ride. We can escape to the great sunshine. 🦇
