I Read Somewhere The Other Day How Would You Describe Your Current Season In Life? Heres My Answer:
I read somewhere the other day “how would you describe your current season in life?” here’s my answer:
I think I would say winter. But not the cold peak winter. It’s like, you’ve been through the harsh, painful winter storms, but you aren’t completely out of it. Spring is coming soon, but you still aren’t sure when. I’ve walked through the ice and rain; I endured it. I lost my warm coat on the way. I could’ve made it out in a better condition, but I made it out. It’s the last stretch of winter. A few light drizzles and heavy rains come at me, but I know spring is near. I've almost made it, and that’s all that matters.
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— Yasmin Mogahed
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idc

I don't care
I draw hard lines in the sand
Only to watch them swept up by waves
I don't care
I say to myself as I watch you
And her do the same things we did
I don't care
I tell myself as I see
your name on my screen
I don't care
I think as the songs fill my ears
And your face fills my mind
I don't care
I tell my friends
when you come up in a conversation
Because to admit
the opposite is weakness
It's giving in to you
It's disappointing myself
It's all the times
I went running back to you
when I knew exactly how it would end.
In a twisted knot
begging to be untangled
In nothing more than grey,
nothing more than ashes and dust.
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care
I repeat
Until the words lose their meaning
Until you're nothing
but a faded photograph
Until I can't remember
the exact sound of your voice
Until I can't recall
the things we used to talk about
Until you're nothing
but an afterthought.
If you made a list of people you trusted, would you put your name down?
- NF, Only


“We accept the love we think we deserve.”
— Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower.