Cyael

Anonymous asked: your blog is so deep! I really don't know what to say but I feel this need to say something to you, I don't know why... the things you wrote made me feel good as strange as it sounds.. I can't explain sorry.. just feel like I should told you that I had that feeling of being comprehended. sorry some feelings can't be put into words I guess. by the way I love your voice

Sweet of you to share. I appreciate you.



I’ve just nothing left. I’m sorry. Please live.



I hope this misery serves some purpose..& that someone someday finds this & might be encouraged. I hope if you do that you never feel this way. I hope you feel loved at all times by at least one whom you never have to question.



In the End, Life is a collection of sad truths & “who you are” is determined by how you handle this. Our existence is so short & all the sex, money, drugs, & ____ in the world won’t shield the fact that among us dwell habitual liars that we’re expected to hate no less than we do ourselves for waking up and pretending “It’ll be ok” another day.


Via Euphoria


What you seek, How you act, & What drives you are all subject to considerable & immediate change. You can see their carefully masked cruelty no better than you can gauge how alive I am at the time you read this. How will you handle their disrespect? their disloyalty? their deception? 



How many more times might we be permitted an escape. To a place we didn’t deserve, where we wished to suspend time. Each time a shorter stay. Each time, you fear, your last. What then? :)


those signs you saw. the ones you disagreed with. & ignored. they got you this far. Enlightened, Wise. Self Aware. in the company of like individuals? you wish.

those signs you saw. the ones you disagreed with. & ignored. they got you this far. Enlightened, Wise. Self Aware. in the company of like individuals? you wish. 



so then you realize what was “looking on the bright side” is just an irrational..no - delusional line of thought & the time you’ve wasted pretending cynicism wasn’t in your blood could’ve been spent finding others who hate people as much as you do.


Via d o m


like a stranger whose presence you embrace after an akward exchange of glances & pleasantries before you part ways never to meet again. Two complicated endlessly intricate lives crossing abruptly, unexpectedly & insignificantly. Or so it seems. & it’s over in the blink of an eye.



               The world you may live in may be a realm those you speak to never fathom let-alone come close to stepping foot in. It is a gift you should treasure beyond any other - An anytime escape free of steep costs like physical deterioration where your only issue is creating something too fantastic for life to compare. You’ll fail. Compared to this..our creation is too enticing. So many of us have long been lost. Waiting to be found.


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