#Quotes

I hate my mind reminding me, Soon i’ll be in the dirt

I feel completely lost now.

¿Seré para alguien el principio y el final de una certeza, o solo un instante hermoso que la vida después borra con indiferencia? Hay una tristeza antigua en descubrir el amor antes de encontrar un lugar donde quedarse. Porque es una especie de bendición maldita conocer la calidez de un abrazo y luego volver al frío; escuchar promesas en la piel y después aprender el idioma del vacío. Me han mostrado cómo se siente ser mirada como un milagro. Cómo una persona puede convertirse en refugio, en plegaria, en cielo. Me han enseñado la forma en que quiero ser amada… pero siempre por un suspiro, siempre por un latido, siempre por un momento que termina antes de que mi corazón pueda llamarlo hogar. Y qué extraño destino el de algunas almas: ser la primavera de alguien, pero nunca su estación completa; ser la canción que alguien canta con el alma, pero no la melodía que decide guardar para siempre. Estoy cansada de ser la chispa y nunca la llama. La memoria y nunca la morada. El capítulo que alguien relee con cariño, pero jamás la historia que decide terminar. Porque nadie extraña la oscuridad cuando nunca ha visto la luz. Pero quien ha tocado el cielo una vez… pasa la vida preguntándose por qué tuvo que volver a caer. Así que pregunto al silencio, a los astros, a los dioses que escuchan sin responder: ¿Será que algunas personas nacen para ser amadas solo en fragmentos? ¿Será que algunos corazones son creados para ser elegidos… pero nunca para ser escogidos?

“The accumulation of little despairs is what makes an adult”

Strange right? Someone who seems brave can avoid. Someone who seems emotional can shut down. Someone who always speaks their mind can suddenly choose silence. And maybe that’s where disappointment sometimes comes from. Not because people change. But because we become attached to our expectations of them. -MY

“The past is a lighthouse, not a port.” - Russian proverb

17 june 2026, 10:10am things i rmbr when i get the urge to smoke: the air quality in australia is so good and fresh and crisp, why would i ever want to inhale smoke “breathe air” in hong kong, winston said that if u smoke when u are stressed, if u quit, then ur body will make u think that you are stressed (so u can smoke) smoking lowkey makes u gain weight in the long run it’s literally just a big headspin…literally just that nic addiction is a slippery slope imagine walking 500 metres and getting out of breath yikes poor gym gains healthy coping mechanisms >>

Me siento tonta preguntando si me extrañas, cuando fuiste tú quien eligió el silencio, quien cerró la puerta sin dejarme una última palabra, sin darme siquiera el derecho de intentar quedarme. Me siento tonta esperando que regreses, porque una parte de mí todavía le pide al tiempo que te devuelva, aunque la otra parte sabe que si tu corazón quisiera volver, mis noches no tendrían que llamarte en secreto. Qué extraño es amar a alguien que ya tomó una decisión. Qué injusto es quedarse sosteniendo una historia, que para el otro terminó antes de que una pudiera despedirse. Me pregunto cuánto de mi esperanza es amor y cuánto es solo la costumbre de esperar una señal donde ya no queda ninguna. Porque si realmente me extrañaras, ¿no buscarías mi nombre? Si realmente doliera mi ausencia, ¿no habría un camino de regreso? Y aquí estoy, hablándole a un recuerdo, preguntándole a un fantasma si alguna vez fui hogar… mientras intento aceptar que algunas despedidas no vienen con palabras, solo con la ausencia de alguien que decidió no volver.

Because you walked away so easily, and left me here alone, but that’s how the tale of heartbreak goes, and I guess I should have known. oblivious © All Rights Reserved — Jai

“NVC is founded on language and communication skills that strengthen our ability to remain human, even under trying conditions. It contains nothing new; all that has been integrated into NVC has been known for centuries. The intent is to remind us about what we already know—about how we humans were meant to relate to one another—and to assist us in living in away that concretely manifests this knowledge. NVC guides us in reframing how we express ourselves and hear others. Instead of habitual, automatic reactions, our words become conscious responses based firmly on awareness of what we are perceiving, feeling, and wanting. We are led to express ourselves with honesty and clarity, while simultaneously paying others a respectful and empathic attention. In anyexchange, we come to hear our own deeper needs and those of others. NVC trains us to observe carefully, and to be able to specify behaviors and conditions that are affecting us. We learn to identify and clearly articulate what we are concretely wanting in any given situation. The form is simple, yet powerfully transformative. As NVC replaces our old patterns of defending, withdrawing, or attacking in the face of judgment and criticism, we come to perceive ourselves and others, as well as our intentions and relationships, in a new light. Resistance, defensiveness, and violent reactions are minimized. When we focus on clarifying what is being observed, felt, and needed rather thanon diagnosing and judging, we discover the depth of our own compassion. Through its emphasis on deep listening—to ourselves as well as to others—NVC fosters respect, attentiveness, and empathy and engenders a mutual desire to give from the heart.” - Nonviolent Communication, Marshall B. Rosenberg

Father: Do you know what a power play is? Me: Yeah it means they go in the angry man box Father: [laughs]

“darling dearest, i’m finding for your kind of quiet” — MediaWhore, Tired Tired Sea

June 16, 2026 “I feel like I have schizophrenia watching this.”

“It always seemed that you’d take me off to some place where an enormous, man-sized spider lived and we’d gaze at him the rest of our lives and be afraid of him. That’s how we’d spend our mutual love.” Fyodor Dostoevsky , Devils

”I’m a little bit in love with everyone I meet” — Michael Holden

Life is like an unpredictable road in front of you. Just have to take it one step at a time.

Love her you say as our memories cling to every room in your home

“Gentlemen, we may not make history tomorrow, but we shall certainly change the geography.” -Stated by Field Marshal Herbert Plumer (1857-1932) before the Battle of Messines on June 7th, 1917. 1st Viscount Field Marshal Herbert Plumer - The Historian’s Hut

“I would never hate you. But you are hard to love”. —Hard to Love, by The Drums.