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Poems & Words

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“People. People. Endless noise. And I am so tired. And I would like to sleep under trees; red ones, blue ones, swirling passionate ones.”

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

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Mercenaries - Rebecca Yanovskaya

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Gate Keeper (1) by drakhenliche

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we are constantly searching for acceptance and validation from other people...

maybe because we ourselves can not accept who we are.

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And it breaks your heart again. After you thought your heart was so broken that it could never get any more broken. You thought it was safe. But it somehow finds a new way to break. Because even though you’re the one who asked for this, now that you’ve got it you are completely adrift. With no compass, or map, or sense of where to go or what… You think you might find community, a sense of connection to something bigger, but you don’t. In fact, you feel more alone than you did before you left … But you survive. You learn that you can survive being alone.

BoJack Horseman

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BoJack Horseman S06E07 ‘The Face of Depression’

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“I have such a desire to sleep and am so much behind my sleep. A good night, one good night and all this nonsense will be swept away.”

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“I still think of you.

On some days often; on others less.

I haven’t forgotten you.”

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Most tears we shed are meant for a past we cannot change. What irony indeed that the chances we lost are more regretful than the ones we doubt afterwards.

w.s.w. // decisions come haunting

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“Some of the things you do when you’re young are unforgivable to you when you’re old.”

— Niall Williams, “This Is Happiness” (Bloomsbury Publishing; December 3, 2019)