There was something here once
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- čas přidán 15. 06. 2024
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00:00 Headphone Activist - scrolling through the internet
02:24 Antent - hope to see you again slowed
05:03 Antent, Nectry - Farewell
07:04 Antent, Headphone Activist - before winter's call
09:19 A vow - As the light fade
11:30 lloyd vaan - present (slowed reverb)
14:07 Limerance - yves tumour (slowed reverb)
17:04 My head is empty - perpetual (slowed reverb)
19:40 Antent - first snow (slowed reverb)
21:55 Antent - your eyes (slowed)
24:27 Alix., Antent - it's going to be alright
26:29 METAHESH - Among the Starts
29:24 Reidenshi - It feels like Ive forgotten something
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I had a friend, the only friend I ever had.. we understood each other.. he understood me more than any other person in the whole world.. until he moved, we talked on the phone every day for almost a year.. he slowly was talking to me less and less.. then he stopped, I called him a few times but had no answer. it was during his school hours, so I understood why he couldn't talk.. a week later, his mom called. he was hit by a drunk driver while walking home from school.. he was just 14, and I miss him more than anyone will ever know
Edit: Thank you all, I appreciate you all who even gave me a single thought. I've not had anything like that in all my life. I love each and every one of you, even those who don't believe me or hate on me. I love you even if no one else will
That's so sad 😢
I’m so sorry for your loss, that must have been hard to endure. I hope you will find someone who understands you as much as you friend did.
The loss of someone that truly sees you is profound; we never heal fully from a wound like that. The pain and loneliness, the anger; it all stays, but we can learn to give it space within ourselves so we can continue to grow move and forward, the way our missing counterpart would have wanted.
It doesn’t matter; not your skin, or your faith, or orientation, or gender.. or your status in life or the circumstances that have molded you.. these things don’t determine what Real Love is, Choice does. You chose each other as children and you loved and understood one another.. the void that resides now, can’t be filled to the brim, there will always be something left wanting.. but within that want; within the space that refuses to be filled, in some strange way, the ones we lose are fighting to stay with us.. and only we have the power to choose in what manner they remain.
It takes time; and it’s never easy; but with patience; we can learn to fill the holes left by others and the chaos of the world; with things that will remind us of the happiness we felt, the safety, the freedom.
In the end, we are all just Dust. Waiting to find ourselves floating amongst the stars in the infinity of space and time.
Be well little dude, sending love to you as a stranger
I am really sorry for you…..I will post my story also now…………….
It's unnerving how someone can be in your life for so long, yet when they leave it's almost as if they were never there at all.
"Before I start, I must see my end. Destination known, my mind's journey now begins. Upon my chariot, heart and soul's fate revealed. In time, all points converge; hope's strength resteeled. But to earn final peace at the universe's endless refrain, we must see all in nothingness... before we start again." --A.B. (DD1)
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Yea…I dated this guy for 7-8 months he broke up with me now two weeks ago. We never fought.. but something’s were definitely missing. We’re kids so makes sense but after we broke up my last message was “yup.” And that was it we haven’t talked since or looked at each other. It’s like we never knew each other, I miss it but life moves on and time won’t wait for anyone.
I was friends with this person for almost abt 2 years and I loved being their friend dearly. Early 2022, Got into a fight and never spoke again. The last words I ever heard from them were them saying I was annoying and just cringe. It broke my heart and it almost felt like, So what was the point? Why was I your friend.? It also felt like, So all the memories we made together were just fake? Basically? I cared sm abt you but, You, in reality, didn’t.
I was young back then so I didn’t know much, I understood now why she called me those words now, but it hurt me a lot. I still am recovering from that moment, I’m much better now 🤍.
Buckle up kids, life ain't even begun fckin yas yet....
😂😂
@@Novastar.SaberCombat Beautiful.
My 16 year old son passed away 3 months ago....in the morning i go into his room that we left the way he left it and say good morning to him then at night i say goodnight......i miss you Xavier my son.....dad loves you.
May your son rest in eternal peace and may GOD give you strength and courage Amen🙏🏽🕊️❤️🩹✝️
much love bro, i’m so sorry ❤
So sorry for your loss, may he rest in peace ❤🕊
Sorry for your loss🖤
My condolences 🙏
5 years and 5 months ago you hung in the woods. You dangled above the dirt for at least 48 hours before you were found. Your last wishes were not honored by your mother and sister. You were not buried, your ashes instead scattered in some insignificant place. The last thing I told you before you died was that I didn't want to see you anymore. Guilt consumes me even now, and I expect it will be this way until I meet you on the other side of the alligator sky. When that day comes, will you still hold me like you used to? I miss you, mom.
your mom loved you, and im sure she would have cried if she saw your guilt, and would in turn feel guilty for your guilt. dont beat yourself up forever, what you did was wrong but there was probably some circumstance that influenced it, which you were victim to and you cant change it anymore. Just remember to always keep in mind the sweet and bitter memories of your time with her and try your best live in such a way she would be at peace if she saw you
I wish the best for you
i'm so sorry, so sorry. your mother stills loving you, ok?
I'm so sorry
I hope your doing better now and i know it hurts but stand strong - lazym&mboi...
“You can go back to live in the past, but no one else is there anymore.”
Tbh , not even you .
Sometimes I want to end it all, but I remember people are here that would miss me so dearly.
I don't want to be their thing that was here once.
Better to live for yourself than to die for others. The reverse is also true. In fact, if anything, it is the more powerful lesson for each and all.
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"Time is the only resource for which no creature may bargain..." --DD1
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My wish is to never have existed at all, that way no one could be sad. Even the happiest people should want that. After all, is any amount of happiness worth a moment of despair?
@@SleepyHollowKnight You cannot appreciate nor recognize Light without its opposite. That's the way it is with everything, too: sound & silence, love & hatred, feast & famine, wealth & poverty... all of 'em. *Wavelengths*. Frequencies, peaks, troughs, resonance, and more. They're everywhere, everything, and all things.
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@@Novastar.SaberCombat oh my god, that’s actually really deep! I still stand by my statement, but you did make me rethink other things. Dude that wavelength analogy is 👌
Tysm man
Absolutely it is worth it@@SleepyHollowKnight
I had this friend on discord.
He was hilarious to talk to, he and his cousin, I believe. We kinda acted like children despite being grown adults, making nonsense sounds and trying to out-nonsense the other whenever there was a big silence in our calls.
He got me to play mabinogi with him. He knew everything about the game, talked about it with so much passion. I didn’t pay too much attention, but hey, playing an mmorpg with friends is fun no matter how little you understand of it.
He’d be my reference for PC help.
I still remember this amazing trick he taught me for finances… I wish I could’ve managed to stick to it, though.
His last message to me was about giving me his old pc. I told him “hey, thanks a lot but I don’t really need it! But I really appreciate that you offered”
And then, we never spoke again.
I can’t find our discord chat anymore. He’s a deleted user. I never learned why he wanted to give me his PC.
I can’t find our chat logs anymore. I can’t find our call history.
I don’t know what happened to him.
You used to be here, Zach. I hope you’re okay wherever you are, buddy.
I hope you will find him again 🫶🏻
@@koyumi_no_kumo give me all the details and imma finna find him for you trust
@@koyumi_no_kumo ion think hes with us anymore bro
Hey man, this reminds me of a discord friend as well. We weren't too close, or maybe we were, but all in all, it was really fun to talk to her, one of the most genuine people I met on discord. Once after a while, I tried to look for her ID in friend list, it was gone. Asked a mutual friend about it, he said her insta acc was gone too (I didn't have insta then), so she was gone. Now the only thing I have is her Spotify playlist, which apparently was kinda private. There were things I wanted to ask her, like how her brother's surgery went, was her best friend out of depression, but I never got to, I hope she's doing good wherever she is.
There was one other friend as well, a really chill dude, very friendly, we used to talk often, but slowly drifted apart due to being busy, and one day his ID was gone too.
There were a few more too, there was something there once, on discord. I hope they are all doing well.
Sorry for rambling on so much, your story really triggered memories. Hope you have a good day/night.
boo hoo cry more
Who ever reads this i love you
i love your smile
i love your laugh
i love your personality
i love your hair (or lack thereof)
i love you even if you have insecurities
i love your accomplishments
i love you even if you have failures
i love your eyes
i love your beauty
i love your handwriting (or the way you communicate)
i love the way you dance
i love you on your happy days
i love you on you even on sad days
i love you on the days you feel lonely
i love you on the days you feel helpless
i love you on the days you feel like no one cares
i love you on the days you feel forgotten
i love you on the days you feel unmotivated
i love you on the days you feel loved
i love you on the days you feel sick
i love you on the days you feel motivated
i love you on the days you feel depressed
i love you on the days you feel stresses
i love you on the days you feel crazy
i love you on the days you feel hopeful
i love you on the days you feel cuddly
i love you on the days you feel clingy
i love you on the days you feel amazing
i love you on the days you feel beautiful
i love you on the days you feel like a failure
i love you on the days you feel angry
i love you on the days you feel aggressive
i love you on the days you feel horrible
i love you on the days you feel safe
i love you on the days you feel unsafe
i love you on the days you feel vulnerable
i love you on the days you feel weird
i love you on the days you feel ok
i love you when you're healthy
i love how you sing (or hum or feel the music)
i love your taste in music
i love your taste in movies
i love your taste in tv shows
i love the way you act
i love you even if you cry
i love you when you're kind
i love you even if you you're mean
i love you even if you're alone
i love you even if you can't feel
i love you even if you feel too much
i love you even if you can't take life anymore
i love you even if you feel like it's too much
i love you when you're asleep
i love you even if you have nightmares
i love you when you have dreams
i love how you believe
i love you when you believe in yourself
i love you even if you don't believe in yourself
i love you even if you hate yourself
i love you when you love yourself
i love the way you think
i love you even if you have problems
i love your solutions
i love how you support
i love you even if you're in pain
i love you even if you're hurt
i love your promises
i love your secrets
i love your attitude
i love you sass
i love your creativity
i love your voice (or lack thereof)
i love you hand gestures
i love your stories
i love you even if you have wounds
i love you even if you have scars
i love your face
i love your past
i love your future
i love your present
i love your outfits
i love your style
i love your art
i love your honesty
i love you even if you lie
i love you even if you're tired
i love you when you're energetic
i love how you look
i love how you cook
i love you when you're adventurous
i love you even if you're scared
i love your imperfections
i love your perfections
i love you even if you worry
i love you when you talk (or communicate)
i love your opinions
i love you even if you have headache
i love you even if you have a stomach ache
i love you when you help others
i love you when you're mature
i love you even if you're immature
i love you in the hard times
i love you in the easy times
i love you even if life isn't bright
i love you when you're responsible
i love you even if you're irresponsible
i love you even if you fight
i love you in your darkest moments
i love you in your brightest moments
i love your heart
i love you in the day
i love you in the night
i love you at midnight
i love you at 3 am
i love you at all times
i love you at your best
i love even if your worst
i love the little things you do
i love all of you
i love you when you're you
i love 𝙮𝙤𝙪.
I love you more ❤
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Or lack therof fits me perfect lol
his name is dmeir flowers.. he is the love of my life he was my bestfriend, my support buddy and many more to the eye but my mental health got in the way he never knew half the time we would speak to each other i was stoned or on some type of drug to escape the fact i wanted to kill myself...i didnt tell him much because he had a lot going on with himself and i didnt want him to feel as though there was nothing he could do to heal my broken heart that was once filled with so much love and joy...but as you get older love comes around the corner than it just breaks you so when u fall in love again your the one who breaks that pure soul of love and happiness even if they were already hurting from something in the past... if you ever see this dmeir i just want to say im sorry for hurting you. now that your gone i cry all the time i pray to god that ill do anything just to be able to hear your voice once more...im starting to forget how you sound....i know by than you've already found someone else......and i want nothing more than for you to have a happy life...i hope you become the best father that your dad never once was....but i hope you forgive him forgiving someone even if they hurt you and were never there for you will set you free from most the pain you carry god once said those who forgive in the first life i will forgive them for their past life...i didnt know or believe that you loved me when half the time i would look in the mirror i would hate what i see and wished i looked better than what i did i still think that to this day idk why....i blame myself for all the faults we had in our relationship....i tried to find love again after we broke up the second time but i just realized that what i was looking for in some else was long gone ( which was you dmeir).....so i stopped dated i dont think ill be able to date again....because everytime i get in a relationship i just think of you....i know u might think im crazy (which i am) but i would pretend that the guys i would date was you i would put their name as yours on out contacts but i realized i had to stop....than i realized you truly are the love of my life.....and the problem in our relationship was that we are the right person for each other it was just the wrong time for the both of us we were both in a deep depression you would handle yours by playing basketball and i would heal mine by smoking weed and using wees pens and also by talking to you all the time......i love you so much...bye..
I rarely ever hear one of these let alone a whole list. Love you too friend thankya for the late night smile ❤
I love reading all the people's stories of reminiscing their memories. Truly love how life can be so complex and different for everyone.
“What is grief if not love remaining?”
~the Vision
"Love is required when all other channels and wavelengths go unheard. Unfortunately, it is the most subtle, most imperceptible frequency. If you're not viscerally listening... TRULY *hearing*... then, it may as well not even exist." --???
"Before I start, I must see my end. Destination known, my mind's journey now begins. Upon my chariot, heart and soul's fate revealed. In time, all points converge; hope's strength resteeled. But to earn final peace at the universe's endless refrain, we must see all in nothingness... before we start again." --A.B. (DD1)
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persevering*
@@rayinchrist1 Oh, thanks! Didn’t know I’d been misquoting it all this time!
this is such a beautiful quote
@rayinchrist1 who does the quote come from?
I had a friend. He was the best friend I ever had. Known each other from 2nd grade. We were inseparable. We were always on the phone, on vacation with each other, playing video games, hanging out. And one day, after school, I called him like usual. No answer. Which was strange.
His father had beaten him to the point of hospitalization, causing him to pass away 3 days later.
Reason? He got home from school 20 minutes late and his dad was abusive.
Happy 19th birthday Will. I’ll never forget you :) ❤️🕊️
I am so sorry you had to go through this❤ stay safe
I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry. 😢
I'm so sorry
❤️💔
I sat at a bench with someone kinda like this one pictured here. We used to go get breakfast and go to the park and eat it at the bench, and just talk. I can still hear our talks in my head to this day except now it’s all in my head.
Now the bench sits empty, and so do the talks.
It’s all just a memory now.
There was something here once.
It’s funny what a bench can provide and take away all at the same time.
Wow, this is really touching, I hope you feel better.
And to everyone else, it's just a bench. But to you, it's pain.
at least you got something to experience
It's excruciating
I don't even have any good memories like these lmao
My cat has cancerous masses all over her body. She only has about a month to live, if even that. I’ve had her since I was six years old (I’m now twenty). I’m trying to spend as much time with her as I can before she takes her last breath. For all of you with pets, please spend time with them. They won’t be around forever. 💔
Update 01/14/2024: She is being put to sleep tomorrow. Her pain will be over soon, and I’m glad for that, but I will miss her like hell. If only love could have saved you, kitty. Rest in peace. I love you🕊️
rest in peace ❤ 🕊️
I’m so sorry for your loss. I can’t imagine losing my cat, she is the only thing that feels real anymore. Rest in peace to her, I hope you are coping well. I can’t imagine how hard this must be, when someone you held so dear and someone you saw everyday is simply gone. My advice is simply to not think about their absence, but remember their legacy.
@darkangel7589 ... I resonate. I'm certain that many can, too. I dug a decent sized grave for mah kitteh when she passed. I knew the very moment it was happening, too. No joke, right down to the hour. I did my best despite having one of the worst and weirdest injuries at the time (my left shoulder & arm). It was pouring rain, too. Set her into a oak box which I'd made in high school. Sealed it shut to prevent animals from digging the corpse up. But... THE BRIGHT SIDE IS THAT SPIRITS NEVER PERISH. 🙂 It's hard to explain, but I'll simply conclude by stating that it has nothing to do with "Earth" nor any manmade religions.
Rest in piece 🙏💕❤️🕊️
you will meet her again, she'll wait for you, in the gates of judgement, she'll be there, I understand how it feels losing a pet you're with your whole life
*there was something here once*
In high school, I had one good friend. I was a loner. We had good, deep conversations. And when we laughed, we did so till our bellies ached. And it was at the silliest things.
Before the final year of high school, I was leaving to another area. I never said goodbye because I didn't know how.
The next year, when school started again and I didn't show up, he sent me a message on Facebook:
"You're missed here. Everyone talks about you. You left a hole in our hearts."
I responded with some form of a goodbye. That was the last message between us.
About 7 years later. I spot him at my gym. I think I recognize him. He looks at me like he recognized me. Neither of us approached or greeted each other.
I'm not sure why.
has anything happened since then??
Godspeed my friend. It’s one of the most difficult things we go through. The best friend I’ve ever had in my life was only in my life for a year when I was 14. He felt like my brother. I loved him. He moved away and we both became different people. I never saw him again. We shared those laughs that you speak of every minute we were around each other. I still think about him and I’m 31 now. It still hurts.
Is it weird that after 7 years I still talk to him in my mind when I can't sleep, late at night or early in the morning. I have full conversations with him in my head, about everything, I fantasize about what he would tell me and I swear sometimes I can still hear his voice and the sound of his laugh
Wavelengths carry further and wider than anyone can possibly imagine. Reflection is key.
"Before I start, I must see my end. Destination known, my mind's journey now begins. Upon my chariot, heart and soul's fate revealed. In time, all points converge; hope's strength resteeled. But to earn final peace at the universe's endless refrain, we must see all in nothingness... before we start again." --A.B. (DD1)
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I still talk to her too, and it's been nearly as long. I empathize with you.
@@atari_rx WHY DONT YOU CONTACT THEM ?
I feel the same way as you do and I sometimes think how in the future I can travel to his country to see him again and have a chance to be with him… even if he dose not want to be with me I would still go there just for myself and to see the wonderful views and beauty of that country 🖤💜
It is not weird.
Its funny. The internet understands so many of us, helps us, yet it ruins so many. Ive gotten more depressed because of it, yet i keep coming back, because it makes me feel somthing other than numb
It is both the solution and the problem
Is it normal to burst into many tears hearing this music and at the same time feel comfortable like nothing understood you better than this music
That’s the blissful yet gut-wrenching joy of this kind of music. It’s kind of incredible.
Thanks for saying this. I felt alone in this sentiment.
Yes.. 🍃
I get it, it's like you want to keep listening to this, but you want to run away from this too, a weird bittersweet happiness and sadness at once.
Yes fellow stranger it’s is quite like that
One better attune to their own rhythm through harmonious soulful music
That’s speaks more to us
The world can make sense people have fears they are chained to them that’s why they run from things that may make sense in a very nonsensical world
And when I feel I don’t make sense my self I tune into this place of music
It’s calm and not demanding and not twisted as life can be …
They were the right people at the right time. It cant last forever.
I knew a girl. She and I were good friends. Last time I spoke to her was in 2021, and, almost as if she had never even existed, she seemed to just... drop off the face of the earth. I... I never knew what happened to her. I wish I could know what she's out there doing now. I hope wherever she is, she's happy. I miss you, friend. Every so often, I think of you. I'm still out there, you know. And I hope you are too, somewhere...🕊
I also had someone like that. We weren't that close, but checking in with her once in a while was amazing. I think she blocked me, or deleted her account. I wonder what happened, what made her do this or even if she's still alive. I hope she's fine and I hope we'll come in contact again, somehow.
man , i hope she is happy too , this is the best thing you can do , a selfless believe . good luck for the future bro.
I had a friend like that too, same time as well. Her user was Muffincat or something, but I used to call her spider fangs
I'm sorry sorry, that's how my relationship and friendship ended, i think he self sabotaged, idk why i feel like he is coming back genuinely because i don't know what goes through his head, i just hope he hasn't forgotten that i exist because he treated me so well until i realized his life around him was falling apart and he just kinda reached out one day and typed for a while and never reached back out, it doesn't really make sense, and i try not to cry about this like all the time because i don't understand anything it's conflicting.
She is happy , she is freedom ❤
Losing yourself is the worst pain.
Remember not to neglect yourself, or be ashamed.
You owe it to yourself.
You are worthy.
Death *will* arrive. This is guaranteed. But when that traveler makes it to his destination... where do you believe he shall take you? Must give us pause. #CharonsRide
"Before I start, I must see my end. Destination known, my mind's journey now begins. Upon my chariot, heart and soul's fate revealed. In time, all points converge; hope's strength resteeled. But to earn final peace at the universe's endless refrain, we must see all in nothingness... before we start again." --A.B. (DD1)
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Nah its a lie😢
"she turned cold like snow in December, retracting every good thing she said in vein, gone are the days time lost, yet I still remember everything." --Black
Heartless,selfish and ignorant,is what they are..
The quote paints a poignant picture of loss and heartbreak. The speaker mourns a love turned frigid, words of affection replaced by icy silence. The "December snow" imagery emphasizes the harshness and finality of the change, while the lost "days" evoke a past filled with warmth and connection. Despite the pain, the speaker clings to memory, a bittersweet tribute to what once was. It's a testament to the lasting impact of love, even after its cruel winter descends.
@@miiii1795did you just use chatgpt to analyse a quote from yt comments?
thanks chatgpt@@miiii1795
i wish that i could meet every one of you and tell you how grateful i am to share this earth with you.
Yes, I'm grateful we're all alive in the same time frame! 🫶
Reflection causes connections. In some cases, they're very real, true, and legitimate. The more one Reflects, the clearer reality becomes. With any luck, each and every human isn't deceiving themselves. But we all know how that goes.
"Before I start, I must see my end. Destination known, my mind's journey now begins. Upon my chariot, heart and soul's fate revealed. In time, all points converge; hope's strength resteeled. But to earn final peace at the universe's endless refrain, we must see all in nothingness... before we start again." --A.B. (DD1)
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Love you❤
That's so sweet 😭😍
Me too, Internet stranger. Me too.
How do you find the will to keep going. It’s been 3 years out of high school and nothings gone right, just smoking the days away trying to feel something again. The worst part is waking up with no goals or aspirations, hoping something changes in the same shitty routine of uni, work, home, then smoking into 5 am repeating. I had a good group of friends and a beautiful girl I was lucky to keep, now I’m empty, this numbness to physical feeling and emotions won’t go away. These videos are the only form of comfort cause at least somewhere out in the world there’s a soul that took the time to read this. And it’s nice to feel heard again…
All of us out there hear you. You should continue to be grateful for the things you still have because one day you won’t have them anymore. Nothing is forever in the present moment so take advantage of it by loving it and cherishing it. Take advantage of it by focusing on your actions and habits and make them healthily positive. Keep that hope within you and always focus on light and love within your mind and heart. As loving as we can be, we naturally still have our dark days but in those days, do you still want to sabotage yourself by giving up or keeping your head up? Decisions always matter.
I read the whole thing brother.....make a seat for me man we on the same ride
I know this is strange, but either finish uni or quit it and find a fulfilling job. Pick what you want the most in a job and look for jobs that entail that. I wanted to help people, but didn't have the money to become a therapist or doctor, so instead I became a firefighter. I absolutely love this job and my life has changed because of it. No longer am I in an endless depressive cycle. Also another thing that helped fill the void in my heart was Jesus. God is the reason I'm still here today. Anyway God bless, I hope you find something you love. Just gotta take the initiative
I'm in the same place right now dude, exact same situation I know how it feels man I hope you know reading your comment let's me know that they're are others out there, thank you for making me feel like I'm not alone man 🫂
Those memories hold a special place in your heart, rejoice brother!(: it's crazy how big this world is and how many people are on it, yet here we are alone. It'll be okay, even time like these don't last.
When i was a kid, my parents would bring me and my grandma to a resort called Sol Elite Marbella. It was a beautiful, Mediterranean style resort. The beach was okey. Its not really that clean, but it was okey.
I remember everytime we go there, it always have this energetic, tropical environment. The fresh ocean breeze, the sound of waves splashing, the people selling seashells on the shore, the food was delicious. It was beautiful.
20 years later, the resort went downhill. Reviews went down. The manager was replaced, and it didn't go well with the new person in charge.
Speculation arose that the resort was haunted. The service declined, and they didn't maintain the rooms well. Overall, the quality of the resort is not going well.
I visited the place a couple of weeks ago, and it saddened me to see that the heaven i once envisioned is now gone.
The swimming pool with the cave was still there. I used to go there when i was young. Stayed inside and imagining I'm in some sort of Indiana Jones quest for adventure. The beach is still similar. Food is okey.
I sat on the same rock fence that me and my parents usually hang out. It was near the beach, so we can hear the waves splashing and feel the courteous, gentle breeze passing through our skin. But I did not feel the same like how I felt when i was a kid.
Its just not there anymore. There was something here once, but now its gone. I can remember it, but unable to feel it.
My grandma is no longer here. The food on the menu is different. The people are different, obviously. I wonder how they are doing? I remember befriending a young boy on the playground. He goes by the name Welky, if im not mistaken. Wonder how he’s doing now.
I was sitting there alone on a sunny but not too hot day. It felt peaceful but empty. When my mind escape to my nostalgia lane, it gives a jolt of euphoria, bringing back some fragments of memory to taste the joy of being a kid on this exact spot.
But once I returned to the present, the tethered happiness snapped. It instantly disappeared.
There was something here once. But its gone forever. Our memory is only a small hole for us to peek the at the disappearing joy. To feel the fleeting joy of life. To remember how it was to feel alive.
Until i realize that in life…. I dont miss the old me…. I miss the times when I was happy.
"you don’t miss the old you… you miss the times when you were happy"
Wrote this to remember my young self
Sol Elite Marbella, 1997
Stop you're making me cry 😭
This reminds me of something. I recent moved down to the Alabama coast, and just near the Fairhope Municipal Pier is an old gas station. The windows are boarded up and broken and faded yellow and blue paint colors the weathered walls. Yet, it sits right on the promenade of the wealthy street. I looked up the building’s history out of curiosity and found it was once the most popular grocery store in the area some decades ago before being renovated into a gas station, then slowly abandoned. Now trees overwhelm the edges of the property and only a single dingy snow cone trailer sits on the pebble drive, only rarely serving customers. It felt sad, but like an old soul that lived it’s life. It was content to sit and watch the sea in its dilapidation.
There was something here once. But maybe it was okay for it to rest.
That’s how I want to be when I get old. I want to be proud of my life and how I lived it, while watching nature slowly take me back into its arms.
At peace.
"Before I start, I must see my end. Destination known, my mind's journey now begins. Upon my chariot, heart and soul's fate revealed. In time, all points converge; hope's strength resteeled. But to earn final peace at the universe's endless refrain, we must see all in nothingness... before we start again." --A.B. (DD1)
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do you ever just find yourself laying down, trying to get some sleep after a long day, letting your mind roam freely... only to find the centre of absolutely nothing and everything imaginable at the same time?
you think about how the day went, plan what you'll do tomorrow, not sure if you'll even wake up in the first place. a distant memory of an oddly specific event from your early childhood suddenly appears in your mind, hitting you like a tsunami of emotions. you immerse yourself in what little happiness the sudden rush gives you, desperately trying to distance yourself from all the burdens of everyday life.
the memory itself may not be vivid or colorful, heck - it might even be a traumatizing experience, and yet you can't help but feel... glad for its presence. the emotions may not be positive, but they are still emotions. they allow you to finally feel something - a welcome alternative to constantly drowning in the endless sea of pure emptiness, with nothing but bare thoughts surrounding it.
what happened?
did anything even happen in the first place?
after all, everything's fine - you're healthy, you've got somewhere to live. you have food in your fridge, and enough money to make ends meet. isn't this the dream life of a lot of people?
it probably is. it's not yours, though.
why can't you feel grateful for what you have?
why can't you feel anything?
why can't you--~ why should you?
why should you feel anything?
To live. To feel means to perceive, and to perceive means to get affected by; and being affected by something is what causes change. Progress.
why should you feel grateful for what you have?
It's there. It's always been there, and it's probably not gonna disappear anytime soon... still, if it happens to do so, you'll miss it. A lot.
what happened?
A lot of things. Some of which you didn't even realize the impact on your mental health of. Even if it seems like nothing's happened, there's definetely something stacked up inside you, something you've kept for yourself for too long.. maybe even forgot about it, partially.
Let the darkness consume you. Fall into the hole, and reach the bottom.
Only then will you be able to finally ascend.
//mostly wrote this to help myself; to come back to this everytime i feel like all's finished... i hope someone finds peace of mind here. i really do. love yourself more, please, for as not to be left alone in this world.
As a lot of other people here, I have a story about this too. So for context, I am a teenager now. When I was in 3rd grade, my best friend died. At the time, because of autism and already poor mental health, I didn’t know what to feel and therefore felt nothing, not even sadness but just like there was a hole in me. To this day, even though I couldn’t control it, I regret not crying and screaming my head off when I was told he died over the weekend of a sudden sickness that he got, and he only survived a day and a half. Thank you for being there, Liam. I’m sorry.
It's not not yur fault bro u were just a little boy the world ws just to sudden for u back then . Even me I lost my fav teacher in 3 grade and my mom took me to the funeral. Fact is i didn't even know that ws funeral and waited for to teach me until I got the truth. So bro liam will be happy if u r happy even tho it's hurts u
When i was three, my opa helped me make a clay bowl. When it first dried, you could see every finger print and concave. My opa died in 2020 to what was most likely covid. His fingerprints aren't visible anymore, just mine. Something important was there once, but not anymore
"I had all and then most of you. Some and now none of you" - the night we met by lord huron
Take me back to the night we met...
Isn't it beautiful how deeply we feel? With everything being so fast paced its okay to think and feel your emotions once in a while
Hmm...Btw, Where ru from miss? 👀
Anytime I go to a house, or a abandoned town, or even a small, rotting treehouse I think;
*There was something here once.*
It could've been a Friendship that didn't last into adulthood, a loving parent playing with their kid, or a teenager sitting and listening to music,
*Something once important was here, and now it's gone.*
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i wish to thank you for these responses, it's great to know that I'm not the only one who thinks of these things.
эй, я сейчас использую переводчик, извините, если что-то не так. Я хочу поблагодарить вас за эти ответы, приятно знать, что я не единственный, кто думает об этих вещах.
Ваш комментарий очень меня затронул.. у меня также часто возникают такие мысли, глядя на заброшенные здания или даже старые фотографии незнакомых мне людей. Появляется такое тонкое восприятие.. Люди на фотографии счастливы, а затем задумываешься, где они сейчас? Как сложилась их жизнь и живы ли они?
I relate to this so much that I cannot explain, way too much
It’s a physical echo of someone's memories
Same, since I was little. I get it especially with schools and universities
To my deceased best friend Annmarie, I still think of you. Think of all the times we’d hang outside your apartment and speak of life and its complications. And that time I was high and ordered pizza, and we couldn’t stop laughing. Or the coffee and cigarettes we would smoke at work. I miss your laughter, your smile, and your kind voice. I wish I could have been able to take all your pain away. Im sorry that I wasn’t there in the end. Im sorry you died of fentanyl overdose. I guilt myself with that, knowing that maybe things would have been different if we both had kept in touch with each other. I miss you, and I will never forget you.
My uncle died of a fentanyl overdose just a few weeks ago, it hurts but I'm pushing through. Stay strong, friend ♥️
This specific time of my life, I don’t know what is happening to me.
I’ve lost my spark. There’s nothing inside my heart. No happiness, perhaps no pain. Indifference. Resignation.
The feeling of knowing I did everything I could but failed in the end.
I am finding it difficult to eat. Whenever I do, I feel guilty and I want to go back in time.
I am dealing with panic attacks, self-harming and my best friend seems to be drifting away from me.
I am desperate for love and affection. So desperate that I have done everything I could, only to get nothing in return.
I fought so hard for everyone that I don’t have any strengths to fight for myself.
And now I’m lost. Lost in a sea that I’m not able to swim into. Waves are too big for me to overcome, and sometimes I let them take over me.
I really want them to leave me alone, to let me be happy, but nothing actually seems to work.
I’ve lost myself.
And I can’t help but think it’s all my fault.
Hey don't worry but yes, it's hard too I'm trying to leave everything behind it for the better. I've been hurt so much I don't know what to do no more I don't feel happy. I'm still not happy but I told my self it's ok just think of rn the present tense and think about your future. Your friend huh same here but don't loose them talk to them talk it out.
Reflection is key to unlock celestial mysteries far beyond the void veil. But the major issue is teaching souls to do this well before their most precious resource is entirely exhausted. I wish each and all due and swift luck and diligence regarding Reflection. It's rather important.
"Before I start, I must see my end. Destination known, my mind's journey now begins. Upon my chariot, heart and soul's fate revealed. In time, all points converge; hope's strength resteeled. But to earn final peace at the universe's endless refrain, we must see all in nothingness... before we start again." --A.B. (DD1)
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THIS.
Remember who you are
this is before everything starts making sense
Hey you. Yes you. Hold on. The best is yet to come. And all you have to do to get it is be there when it happens.
Im so proud of you for everything you've overcome. And despite it all, you're still you.
Now rest. Just exist.
I love you.
Be it meant for me or someone else, thank you. I needed the reminder.
This is the definition of how my soul feels.
What was once a pure hearted soul, now a broken one, or a dead one.
There was summer evening,
and there was love.
Sometimes I’ll crack open my window at night and just smell the night air.
It reminds me of when I was a kid. Playing outside by a bonfire with my mom. The grass underfoot, the bark of the twigs and branches and logs. The wind on my face. Just feeling alive.
Before it all went to shit.
Before the joy and happiness and love got sucked out of me. Before all the trauma, the fear, the anger and isolation.
Smelling that, smelling the night air again, it makes me feel like it’s time to go. Everything I felt joy from is over now. It feels like a soft hand guiding me to safety. That I can sleep now. The game is over. The movie ended.
That I can rest.
hey, if you're still out there, please stay safe. you still have many years left and you deserve so much. keep valuing the joy in your life, but do not dwell on the past forever, as you have to make new memories to look back on in the future as well. life is a cyclical game, think about the past, and then the future, past, future, onwards forever. i believe in your ability to move forwards and chart new paths to the future. just please, do not idealize any sort of self harm in this way. you still have so much left to try, discover, and experience. don't lose out on the possibility of encountering new things and living your own life. i believe in you. you can do this. keep surviving out there. you've got this.
@@ShinyMagneton I am still here. Thank you for this message. It means a lot.
Maybe not a bench, but in a sense, the bench I met her on was Band. Marching Band specifically. She was very quiet, like you wouldn't notice her presence kind of quiet. She told me when she first met me, I was like a sun, she didn't like it at first out of fear of what it'd do to her, but when she noticed the clouds were disappearing, the flowers were blooming, and the color was restored, she knew she had to keep me around, not because she needed me, but because she wanted this memory to be an eternal moment. We were friends at first, I was heart broken, she did not want another person, she wanted to live life alone and isolated, yet somehow, something had different plans. We grew to like eachother, I liked how adorable she was being quiet to herself, and she loved how I broke a smile on her face no matter how she felt, good or bad, she loved how I could laugh in the darkest of places. Marching Band was nearing it's end for the year, and we went to a finals together. There, we started to fall for eachother hard, and quick, like a meteorite, I got us food, had some Netflix on my phone, and we watched the Trailer Park Boys. We were laughing at Ricky falling to the floor and claiming "Survival of the fittest boys." When I accidentally put my hand on hers, she pulled away, not in a "don't touch me" way, but like "oof, my bad" kind of way, but I looked at her, like she was a glorious painting, so stunning, so beautiful. I guess she felt the same, because she looked away, and pushed her hand a bit closer to me. "Do you want to be mine?" Was all I could ask. "If I'm allowed" she replied. We chuckled. "You're not allowed, you're welcomed." I wittingly reply back with. From that moment, we held hands, we played our parts on the field as alternatives, we lost, we put our equipment and uniforms up, and I got us some more food and drinks. When we sat down, it began raining, and she didn't have her coat, so I gave her mine, it was warm enough for her, and the noises were very loud, so I gave her my noise cancelling earbuds. When the events were done, we left for bbq food, it wasn't that great, so we kinda skipped. We walked to a nearby hill, and sat on it, watching the sun set for a bit. "It's beautiful." "Yeah, it is." "But not as beautiful as you ❤." When we were about to leave, I pulled her gently to me, she got scared, but she knew she could trust me. "You got something on your face, let me get it for you." And as I said that, she blushed out of embarrassment "can you get it?" And I kissed her, it was like years passed, before I retreated. She buried her face in my chest, her head burning. She then asked "is it still there?" And I kissed her again. "There, I got it." We left to get on our buses, I gave her my jacket to stay warm, as we drove back to our town. I remember her smile when I told her I'd get her something from the store, and she picked up a small candy bar, I laughed "get something bigger bub, you deserve what you want" and she got soft skittles, which are like jelly, and a coke. She was so happy, she never got to try those skittles. She gave me some while I laid on her lap since the buses needed to gas up, and we just connected like that. When we got home, I picked up both of our stuff, and she kept insisting she help, but I was a strong boy, I could do it, after that, I told her keep the jacket to stay warm, we kissed goodbye and that's how we became a couple. As of recent circumstances, her and I haven't spoken, not because we do not love one another, but because her parents despise me, they blame me for giving her the idea to speak her mind, to be a free woman, so we are not allowed to see eachother until we both turn 18, our 2 year anniversary passed, and how I miss her is unfathomably infinite beyond capable, and I begin to wonder if she does love me or not, I fear the worst because I love her so much, and as horrible as it is to say, no one matters to me like she does, everyone is worthless to me in my eyes, but her, she's worth much more than anything, she saved me, she was there when I was dying of strep, which disabled me, I couldn't eat, sleep, drink, and it got so bad that hadn't I not made it to the doctors, I wouldn't be here, she was there for me when I found out I might not live past 25 due to colon cancer genetics, she was there when my parents would abuse me and treat me like a dog, she was there when I wanted to end my life, and I could never pay her back what she has done to help me, I miss her everyday and if I could have her in my arms right now, I'd do anything, I'd go to the worst extremes if I had to, because I love her so much. I love you babe, I miss you, what I'd give to have you here with me in these tough times, 10/30/21, LOVE YOU ❤
you are a good person, take care of yourself
Don’t worry my guy, you will both eventually be together agin. If you both are really meant for each other time will come. be patient, just for her. I’m pretty sure she still love you and probably misses you deeply too. By the story, you guys seem like soulmates to me, you were at your lowest and suddenly god sent this angel into your life. She was also at her lowest suddenly god sent her this prince and it’s you. You were both stranger. You both saw each other that one day.. and that one day things was changed for the both of you. You both are really meant for each other :)) Stay strong, and if things doesn’t work out just remember that there’s more to your future, your life, and more to this world. Life is meaningful. Live your life to the fullest, man. I’m a stranger to you and you are a stranger to me to. But I love you. Keep it up my guy, don’t feel discourage with life. I hope you’ll both be together agin soon ❤️ wish you the best of luck. Have a good life :))
@@emojistory4421 I appreciate this, it's been hard for me, I'm 17 now, I'm close to getting my diploma early, and then I'll turn 18, and I'll be able to work hard for what I want. I just sometimes play those memories back to remind myself that this woman is all I ever want, nothing else, the world could be dead, and as long as I have her, the world could be any condition and I still wouldn't care. Thank you :)
Live your life truthfully and fulfillingly. No matter the circumstances, easier said than done, but it will be better, for you, for all of us. I can't promise that, the universe does. God bless you and the ones you love❤
Your comment reminded me a lot of my bf that broke up with me 2 times (yesterday) (long distance) and the truth is that he said that he never loved me but I have his tiktok and the song that he singed to me on Valentine’s Day is still there, in his repost it said that they lied about that hes is doing fine but did not lie when he said “I love you” it’s hard to believe in what he told me because everything was perfect but just because he was broke, unable to love, his heart was not there, and that he really tried, makes me wonder why as to he did not delete that? I’m not sure what he feels because he himself can’t understand it. I’m feeling like this rn but I think my true feelings will tell if I really loved him because I know if I text him it will be even worse and he said he dose not want to talk to anyone and even though I wrote him paragraphs when he felt down, I told him I love him and that I’ll go to him and he… he just could not wait for me because of how shitty he feels. I hope that he misses me in the future and I do as well because I don’t want to find anyone else and I know he thinks the same way as I do. I’m praying to god that I really do love him and that he really does love me because before he promised me he would never leave me and I know if he was in a better place he would’ve stayed with me.
What dose “I love you” really mean for the both of us? 🖤💜
i feel like i’m not good enough. i feel like i’m the one who’s being left in the dark. i don’t know what to do about it. i don’t think i’m worthy of love, or worthy of anything for that matter.
i don’t know what the hell i’m doing anymore. i don’t think i can love, even if i tried. i’m too complex. too needy. too distant. too stressed. too odd. too unpredictable.
i want to be taken care of. and yet i feel the need to protect and be the mediator and have everyone love me. i feel the need to take care of everyone over myself. i hate people being mad at me and i hate it when people dislike me. it makes me feel sick to my stomach, and i feel like i’m gonna throw up.
it makes me feel like i’m not enough. and i don’t think i ever have been enough, much less ever will be.
i will never fit my standards.
and i hate myself for it.
sorry for the little vent.
You are more than enough, and you are not alone 🙂
Every time I feel like I'm doing something great I remind myself of my failures and flaws.What a joke I am of a person.I often lose myself in horrible thoughts,or do things that degrade who I am.I want to be proud of myself,but my standards will always be too high for me.I can't look myself in the mirror sometimes.I think of the weight my words or actions might have had on others in the past.I find it hard to forgive myself.I sought approval so much and I sometimes still do.I too,hate it when people dislike me.I don't show it,but I'm embarassed very easily.Even the smallest form of embarrasment or exposure will cause me to feel self-conscious about why I did what I did.I want you to know and let it truly resonate with you that you are not alone.Let that fact weigh on you that others can empathize with you as we have all had our similar experiences.Please know that.God Bless you ❤.
you are so beautifully human, and I can't decide wherever I envy or love you. hell it feels like I can be you
so i guess thank you for showing yourself just being human, and having done it so beautifully
This picture looks gloomy and eerie but it describes the definition of perfect solitude. The peacefulness of the atmosphere, weather and location of this place is phenomenal. Sitting at this place would be pure bliss for someone who enjoys solitude.
I don't even require the bench nor any given environment. I can close my eyes, inhale and exhale thrice... and after those six moments of silence and stillness... my acceptance, ethereal transformation, and stalwart solitude cannot be broken.
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when she died a part of me died. a part i can never get back. my childhood. it's like that quote that's in twilight. "childhood doesn't end when you decide you're old enough and simply put away childish things, childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies." i felt that because I 'll sit there and find myself longing for the feeling of her hug that 'i was too old for' i'm older now and i need it. i miss my mum. even when i don't want to admit it
I'm so sorry for your loss
thank you but its not you'r fault @@AychNoir
I feel similarly since my sibling passed. My childhood died with them too :(
you open the door
you walk down the street in the dark
you climb to the top of a building
you sit on the hard concrete
overlooking the empty cityscape
everything is
quiet
peaceful
you assure yourself that this is what you want
this is the best thing for you-for everyone
it starts to rain
then thunder
it can't get any worse
sitting
wet
cold
alone
at the top of the building
you calm yourself down
but as your thoughts clear
you assure yourself that this is what you want
this is the best thing for you-for everyone
you stand up
wipe your eyes on your sleeve
you can't tell if they are wet because of
water
or tears
you slap yourself
annoyed for
crying
you tell yourself you are
weak
useless
burdensome
the rain falls harder
it can't get any worse
you step up
to the edge
and you stand there
looking down
at your destination
thinking
of nothing at all
then
you jump
falling through the air
you feel weightless
you are finally free
falling through the air
you smile
a half smile
because something is wrong
in the last seconds of your life
you think of your
family
friends
pets
you think of your
teachers
mentors
coaches
you think of
the old lady at the pond, feeding the ducks
that girl in school you’ve always had a crush on
the young child ringing the bell on his bike
as he pedaled down the road
you think of
the sweet, tart taste of an early apple
the feeling of your head molded into your pillow
the gentle breeze of a warm summer’s day
the stunning beauty of fall foliage
the magical, quiet, peaceful falling of snow
as you sit in front of the fireplace
and
you can taste the salt
of your tears
as you make contact with the ground
then
everything goes black
and stays black
forever.
This is beautiful and really inspired me
@@tieKITE that's awesome thank you
This was so thoughtful and really peaceful as I imagined the feeling🖤😌 :)
I lost my best friend that I knew for 17 years in 2021 to Covid, there hasn’t been a day I haven’t thought about him, dreamt about him, cried about him. It’s hard going forward knowing the one person who understood you is gone & there were days I asked why not me ? Why him ? He lives everyday to the fullest when I took life for granted and did very little in my introverted bubble but I owe it him to keep going, to live to the fullest , to put myself out there & meet people and not be afraid to get out of my comfort zone like he always pushed me to do. I love him I consider him my brother & I’m grateful I knew him & I carry him in my heart everywhere I go. I guess what I’m trying to say is don’t lose your will to live , don’t give up on life when you lose it all or lose the most important people in your life because they wouldn’t want you to miss out on the wonderful life you have left in front of you and chances are you’ll see them again down the road when the time is right. God bless you all and stay strong 🙏❤️
@@dudadiiiI’m sorry you feel that way but this person wasn’t saying anything about your brother. This is a completely different person
@@dudadiiithey’re talking abt their experience not yours
"Before I start, I must see my end. Destination known, my mind's journey now begins. Upon my chariot, heart and soul's fate revealed. In time, all points converge; hope's strength resteeled. But to earn final peace at the universe's endless refrain, we must see all in nothingness... before we start again." --A.B. (DD1)
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I lost my dad when I was about 10 years old. It happened out of nowhere. A heart attack. I didn't even know he had a condition.
Anyway, a year after he died, my family moved out of state. I'm 18 now and don't have many memories of him. The guilt of that has really taken its toll on me. I tell myself that I was old enough to remember him. I lived 10 years with him. But I blocked out a lot of memories of him without even realizing it. When I think of my childhood, it's like he's not even there.
There was something here once, and I loved it so much. I just wish I could remember what that love had felt like.
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There was something here once, and there is something here now still.
You may not remember the sound of his voice, you may forget the feeling of him tucking you into bed as a child, eventually even his face might fade from memory. The march of time and slow entropy which envelopes our youngest memories is unstoppable, but even though the memory of the man that was fades, You, his legacy, lives on. You are your fathers greatest achievement and a living memory and reflection of him. so long as you draw breath and strive to be someone in life your father lives on, just as you will one day through your children.
Even if he didnt get to see you off to the ending, he still got to walk with you in the beginning, and sometimes thats enough.
My dad and I never had a good relationship. My brother and I were very close growing up. I would defend him relentlessly. I would lie for him. I would do anything for him. We would play in the woods together for hours every day. Eventually, when I was 12 and he was 15, my dad got a new girlfriend. They had a kid and started a new family. We moved in with our bio mom after that. I never got over our father’s behavior. My brother never saw our father’s behavior. When he turned 18, He moved in with our father. My father and I never spoke, we had no reason, he had a new family, a new life, a new beginning. My brother didn’t speak to me after that, he didn’t understand my hate towards our dad. Even after all I did, he had forgotten it all. Those woods have been lost in his memory and to time. There was someone there once.
please, if you can, find a way to speak with your brother - this life is the only time we'll have, and there's no guarantee it'll even last til tomorrow. this is from someone who hasn't had that problem, but I can see it in the cards for myself if things continue the way I've let it all crumble so far
used to go the park with mom, but now all thats left is the memories we had. There was something here once. Rest well in heaven mom, love you always. 😢
Hi! I don't want to bother you or something, but I saw your comment and I wanted you to know that you're not alone in this. If you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here for you, okay?
@@supravietuitoriblog547 thanks man. Appreciate it.
My dad passed away from suicide 4 years ago. He was the kindest, gentlest person I’ve ever known. When I was little he would dance with me to silly music, take me sledding in the winter, sneak me the caffeinated soda that my mom didn’t approve of. We’d have tickle fights and play video games. As I grew up and life got busier, we developed this quiet comfort and understanding. We would often hike and just spend time together in silence taking in the world. Sometimes words were too much, sometimes we both just needed each other’s presence. It destroyed my life when he left. Slowly, I’ve pieced parts of it back together, but there’s always an empty space beside me when I hike.
So many people talking about their human friends, but this remembered me of the kitty I just lost. I literaly got her like four days ago, she was abandoned alonside her two siblings at my job, i loved her at firt sight, but wasnt sure if i should take her home, i was scared i wouldnt give her the life she deserved but i took her anyways, followed by my colegues who toke the siblings for themselfs. She was beatifily sweet, she would follow me around any change she would get, sometimes meowing for my attention, i was so scared of making anything that could pottentialy harm her, considering i had a dog that was not getting used to her. She would snugle any place around me, sometimes even on my face, which would lead me into sneezing for a long time, but i would let her anyways. I just cannot believe how i learned so fast to love that kitty. It just never happend to me before, to love some so deeply in such a little time. But in the end, i was right, and just like fucking always, and untought descision of mine she was hurt, worst she was killed. I went to my sister's house, wich ouwned two dogs, and a cat, and i decided it was a fucking good idea take her with me. The dogs were fine, but the cat, when i thought was only smelling her, out of a sudden grabbed her throat. It was only some seconds, but my baby couldnt breath anymore, i had to watch her slowly die in front of me without being able to do anything, she died in less than a minutes, and im still crying and feeling horriblo for a cat that i met for four days. Im feel like shit, i wanna die, if only if i stayed at home, if only i didnt take her with me, she would be fine by now, she woul be sleeping probaly at my bed very peacefuly, but now shes dead, because i was fucking stupid. Im so sorry my baby, i hope youre okay whenever you are, i love you so much, please take care of youself. To luna, my only moon.
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that wasn’t your fault. you couldn’t have predicted that. sometimes life changing things can only happen in a few seconds. i hope you’re doing okay
I'm so sorry about your kitten. Animals are innocent creatures. You'll see her again one day, I'm certain.
This one hits me. She died quickly at least. No suffering. Now it's just freedom and joy for her.
i sang about it, i wrote poems about it, i screamed about it, so why did i never heal from it?
why am i just my pain and nothing else? did i do something wrong? did i miss any healing steps?
i loved her. i wrote poems about her, made love letters, comforted her, stayed up for hours talking to her, listening to her, giving her gifts.
But the words from my heart, that spilled into the pieces of poem on my paper, never made it to her eyes.
she never knew how much i really liked her.
i am a trashy, loser, hopeless romantic.
but i really liked her.
i confessed to her, and she rejected me swiftly.
she didn’t know about the midnight poems and tears i’d fill my glass with to drink to get over her. her rejection becoming my vodka.
she turned my blinded love into just an ego boost, asking me “so what did you find most attractive about me?” everything. i wanted to say.
but i didn’t say anything. i just deflected her questioning. she sent me mixed signals, led me on. but i really liked her.
she’s a piece of paper tucked into a neat little fold, pressed into a small crevice in my crinkled paper heart. i really liked her. but that’s just love.
sometimes she comes back to me, in the form of a game of constant chasing. Because she, for some reason ran away from me and kept looking back to see if i was still chasing her, knowing that she already feels nothing for me. i stopped chasing. and when i stopped playing the game she stopped being nice.
i really liked her.
why am i just my pain and nothing else?
- a transmasc writer who was in love with someone who used to be a friend.
I'm tired... My life is falling apart, I'm pushing all people away from me
I'm tired of work
tired of the hobby that brought me pleasure
I just want the same peace as when I was a child
You got this, hold on. The best is yet to come, and all you have to do is be here when that happens. Just exist.
I'm so proud of you.
There are some things I wish I could've known 11 years ago
He'd still be here
I miss him, things were better
I’m sorry to hear that. I hope you find gratitude for the days you have spent with your loved one. I'm with you no matter what happens✨
going from being everything to nothing. now all i am is a cold reminder of someone you used to want but you dont need me anymore... I still love you
the best thing you can do is to let go, i know how it feels. its hard, so fucking hard but the worst thing to do is self-hate and wanting the person back. im proud of you, even though you dont know me and i dont know you. you are the best person for a different person but not for them. focus on yourself and be proud that you came so far in life because in the end, you only got yourself. im here for you if you need anything
youre the best
I miss looking forward to being someone else
The genuine hope that some day I would change and be satisfied with who I was
It never happened
Now i know this is me
I miss hoping
Maybe the current version just needs refinement and reflect on your strengths to build upon while acknowledging and working on the negatives?? It's going to seem tough but there's a powder keg buried inside, you just gotta give it that spark an keep er goin
@@dethmedic52good advice, thank you for taking the time ❤
"Remember Red, hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies."
Dont give up on hope
A Hope for something future is nothing. Its dust in the wind, absolutely intangible. That is unless it is in the hands of somebody who is willing to change and willing to suffer.
I used to be a 320lbs, angry, selfish, immoral peice of waste that wanted nothingmore than a death i had done nothing to earn the right to. Then one day, i decided that it wasnt the case that i didnt want to live, it was that i didn't want to live for MYSELF. I found something bigger and better and i put every fiber of my being into being a monolith of the change i wanted to see in the world. I took responsibility for everything in my life and decided to live with a purpose and a service to something greater than me. I had to rip away and kill every part of me that was wrong and it was hard, harder than anything ive ever done but i DID IT.
Nothing changes if nothing changes, today i Live, i Serve, i fight for the change i want to see and i offer the hope i desperately needed when i was alone to others. Dont "hope" to be different: just BE different, and start right now.
As tragic as it is, reading these comments, there’s something reassuring about them. They make me feel less alone in the sense of having horrible luck.
I’m not going to describe what terrible wrong was thrown my way, since doing so risks a panic attack, but I will say that I feel for all of you here. I may not have the same experiences as you all, but what I can understand is that feeling of hopelessness. Like there’s nothing you can do to change things for the better.
Hang in there. I know how basic that advice sounds, but there’s a reason why it’s suggested so often to people like us. After four years, I’m still not as happy as I once was. But I’m definitely doing better than a year ago, or two years ago, even. I’m improving. Slowly but surely. And if I can do it, so can you.
Do not give up.
Slowly but surely. Man i hope and pray every fking day…
Singing on the sand, looking at the sea and having this songs in your headphones. And just feel alone to remember all your memories of yourself and your friends, family or other. That’s the best thing to do alone like really 🩶
And nostalgic hits like that 🌌 >>>
Whenever i get summer vacation i always visit my grandparents. One day a new family moved nearby. There was this one boy i met he was friendly and kind. We play and talk about stupid stuff we do everything together share our things even if its small or big doesn't matter. He liked me but i never knew cause i thought he doesn't like me. After we grew up he confessed me idk why i was kinda happy but than i went back for my studies. He told that he was gonna leave and go to different place for his studies and wanted to meet me before he go but than i got sick and couldn't go and when i got better i when to see him but he already left.. Now its been 5 years i still think about him till this day but maybe he forgot about me.. i just hope we could met one day or soon.-
I hope you will meet him someday. I know how it feels to wait for someone. Best wishes for you.
I had a best friend. No. He didnt disappear or pass away. We fell apart.
It was a mutually abusive relationship we had. And I tried everything to fix it. But no matter what I did. I never got better. While I think certain outside factors were at play. It was me. I was the main factor.
Now I'm grateful (but still mourning) that we split. For I have become a better person.
Something was there before.
And there still is.
Despite whatever you had now being gone. It is still there in your memory.
This reminds me of someone special. He completely understood me and I completely understood him. Life was so much better for both of us when we were together. We both pulled each other from our dark times. We could always sense how the other was feeling. We had so many precious memories together. That was the man i was going to marry. But all good things must come to an end. He came a back a year after the breakup, but he had completely changed. It was heartbreaking. He ghosted me right after he came back. Its been a few years now and I just can't connect with anyone like i could with him. I've learned to live my life on my terms and to rely on myself. But sometimes, I still drive by our old hangouts and I can still see the younger versions of us blissfully in love. It's so strange to mourn someone who is still alive. I know I'll never see him again. Our story has long since ended. The version of him that I fell in love with no longer exists. But sometimes, I still think of the sweet man who put a little love and happiness in my life for a fleeting time. I can sit on a park bench and suddenly I'm young again and gazing deeply into those dreamy eyes of his. Who knows if I'll ever fall in love again, but for now, at least I felt love for the time that we were together.
I know a guy, I thought he's everything to me. We shared a lot of beautiful memories, we laughed together, walked holding hands, teased each other and fought sometimes. It's hard to take that it didn't last forever.
There's nothing left except those memories I'm trying to forget.
It's painful
Dont cry because its over. Smile because it happened
@@Frayify_ wrong
does anyone else grieve someone still here today? Me and my best friend, we're not the same anymore. We both hang around eachother everyday at school, but we don't really talk much. His interests are too far from my own. We're almost 2 different people. I miss what we used to be. I sit beside him in class and remember how we were in primary school and i think to myself, there used to be something here. A spark of joy and love, of a deep rooted friendship. Now we act more like aquaintences. I know people change and grow apart, its only natural, but this feels different. We've been friends since my earliest memories. He is too well tangled in my soul to let go. Holding on to the last thread of hope. hope that the spark will ignite again, despite knowing deep down that won't happen unless I force myself to change to suit him.
Life is a bit like a long trail, many bumps and many curves, some paths wide and bright, some paths narrow and dim. some ever going, but some give you a break. A chance to sit, relax, and think about where you are truly going. It's Ok to take these moments to rest. Take as long as you need, before you go on the long journey of life again. In time after much progress, you'll find another time to rest and reflect.
"Reflection is truly key and lock, simultaneously. But few will open the door and venture 'beyond'." --A
"Before I start, I must see my end. Destination known, my mind's journey now begins. Upon my chariot, heart and soul's fate revealed. In time, all points converge; hope's strength resteeled. But to earn final peace at the universe's endless refrain, we must see all in nothingness... before we start again." --A.B. (DD1)
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my great grandfather passed away this morning, and three years and nine months ago my great grandmother died. they both died of natural causes but sadly alone across the state from eachother. while i was listening to this i was remembering when i was younger, playing with my brother at their house and feeding the coi fish they had in their pond. i will truly miss them both and i am glad they are together now in the afterlife.
if they can see this from wherever they are, i miss you and love you dan and charlene.
may he rest in peace..i hope your healing comes quickly
Odd. Why you even on CZcams ? Don't get it ...
Sometimes i need a good cry, this gives it to me
Touches a nostalgic nerve, for sure
i am so sorry for every single person who has lost loved ones. in any way.
it must feel terrible and exhausting but never forget that you are not alone.
people come and go, thats life. but dont get destroyed by that.
stay strong and dont let this feeling control your life.
you’ve got this and i believe in you. there are better days waiting for you, trust me.
you are loved. just the way you are. dont ever think to deny it
@@dudadiii that’s good, really. im proud of you
I had a childhood best friend and we fell in love before i knew what love was. We had fun together for about a year during elementary school then we started fighting about stupid stuff, having our friendship thrown away and brought back again and again. We basically werent friends anymore, and I remember crying.
We tried to date in middle school but it just wouldnt work and I said we were incompatible.
We are dating now and it's been the best we had ever been together. We havent fought for nearly 2 months now, and we are so dedicated to this. We communicate things out which is a lifesaver. We do everything we shouldve done all those years ago, so i believed we grew up. I love him and I hope our relationship works out until the end
Dear person who sees this comment. We don't know each other and may never cross paths in this life, but let me ask you, are you doing okay? I can imagine that you might be tired and weary from this world, maybe your mind is telling you to permanently close your eyes after being through so much, and your heart tells you that there is nothing left for you, and yet you are still here. It brings joy to my eyes to see you still standing strong, you can show great courage when times are tough, and even when there is no one to catch you when you fall, you can still hold strong in the face of long odds. Know this from me to you, that you have a purpose in this world, you all have a purpose written in your lives by God himself. Please know that we experience things in life for a reason, and no matter what happens, you are doing well, I am proud of you, and I am glad you exist all by the grace of God.
glad to find another Christian on here, just trying to support others in a tough spot. Stay stong brother
We are together in this brother
I don't even know why I'm crying while reading this... Like I wish someone would say this to me Or my surface level feelings are coming out. But thanks for this buddy.
Thank you, I'm not doing too good but this makes me feel better
@@kashxoxo_ we might be in different parts of the world but we share the same feelings
My dad talked about his dead father last night when we were on a walk. His dad died when he was 53, my dad in his 20s. He talked about how he's not gonna b here forever, and how much he regrets not doing more stuff with his dad. I have clinical depression and anxiety, diagnosed. My family and I have been through a lot and I'm still only going to be 14 in 22 days, didn't think I'd be here. My biggest regret and fear, is me not being able to tell my parents I love them. I was sexually assaulted multiple times between 12-13. I couldn't even touch or hug my mom without getting flashbacks, and it breaks her heart because she thinks I hate her. I just can't say it, it's just three words but I can't. And I'm scared I never will. My grandma, mom, and dad all think I hate them-- it effects them in different ways. I just feel... worthless.
Hey, I’m sorry that you’re going through that. You may not see this but I’m going through the same thing as you. It’s very difficult for me to say or tell my mom/grandparents that “I love them”. It just physically feels weird to me. It’s not that I don’t love them, and I don’t think you don’t either. The important thing is to remember that if you can’t tell them, show them. They say actions speak louder than words. Just being in their presence is enough. Don’t focus on the future just make sure you’re living in the present. I’m young like you, only 17, and it took me a very long time to understand that what I’m going through is not alone. Your situation may be unique to yourself but the feelings and thoughts you experience aren’t.
@@ILoveTop thanks man
Hey, I went through a very similar situation when I was your age. I know how devastating that is. On the bright side, by the grace of God, life does become easier as time goes on. I promise you that you will eventually learn how to live again. I don’t know how you feel, but I understand the pain, the guilt, the sheer agony, the emptiness, the guilt, and the gut-wrenching fear. I promise you, if you look to God and continue fighting, in time, life can become livable again. I need you to know that what happened was not your fault. I’m going to say it again so you have to read it again, what happened was not your fault. You have done nothing to feel guilty over. What happened was not your fault. I know that it feels like what happened was your fault, it was not. Not in any way shape or form. I can assure you that your family knows that you don’t hate them, and by no means are you worthless. The Lord does not create worthless people. You have a purpose, you are purposeful, and you are loved. I will be praying for you and your family, and please know that you are not alone in this
@@laurahumphries8899 thank you, really. But I struggle to believe in God. I used to be really religious but one day I woke up and just didn’t feel him anymore if that makes sense. How do I keep being faithful? Because I want to believe but my brain is just telling me he’s not real bc he’s never been in my life (which is a lie I tell myself. Long story short- my dog got hit by a big car going 60 mph and came back perfectly fine. Miracle) But I just don’t feel him in a sense. I’ve really tried. I’ve tried to pray, tried going to mass every week, tried going to reconciliation- but nothing works. What should I do?
@@Noza29 Religion is like weather seasons, some days will be warm and some will be cold. The best thing you can do is to remain firm and accept Jesus Christ as the Lord and savior and confess verbally that Jesus is Lord
I miss you Maa 😢😢😢
Last year there was this dude. Whenever I wasnt feeling myself, he'd always come to cheer me up. He'd do it for everybody in our high school. When we lost the football state championship, he congratulated the team for their effort, and consolidated everyone who was sad about the loss. When a girl's mother past away in an accident, he stayed up all night on the phone with her to keep her company. It seemed no matter the situation, he always had a way to make it better. His personality was so bright and uplifting, it was like he was never sad.
Until he was.
We found him in his room, leaned against a wall with pill bottles on the floor. How much pain must have he been feeling? And how did he hide it so well?
Still, if you ask around our town, nobody knows why he did it.
I just wonder if there's anything I could have done. Why didn't I ask him if there was anything wrong? Could we have saved him?
Rest in Peace, Parker. We all miss you.
There's a TikTok created by a guy using the Lloyd Vaan music. It shows him having 'that conversation' you want with someone you love, you let go when you shouldn't have done, and you miss so much, and it goes well, almost like a dream... And then he wakes up.
It's one of those few tiktoks you find that you really think, damn man....
Do you recall the name of that guy? I would love to go watch that
@@TheWimaz Latino.lightning. it's a pinned video too.
@@joetri10 Thanks, I just checked and it does hit hard man
I feel nostalgic. Like, I just want to talk about the past and I wish I could give just a glimpse into that place and remember exactly how everything was. I wish I could have a friend that understands me.
"Before I start, I must see my end. Destination known, my mind's journey now begins. Upon my chariot, heart and soul's fate revealed. In time, all points converge; hope's strength resteeled. But to earn final peace at the universe's endless refrain, we must see all in nothingness... before we start again." --A.B. (DD1)
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Its an Intresting Feeling when you become the Memory but still are alive and still care about the Friends who seemingly do not care about you the way u care for them... Who am i kidding we are just strangers who made memories and moved on 💔
На душе было так отвратительно и мерзко. Слушая подобный плейлисты, будто очищаешься от негатива... Мне стало будто проще дышать.
Мне нравится, что люди в комментариях делятся своими историями, в этот момент - они настоящие))
Если сейчас вам тяжело, я уверена, что вы справитесь. Мы справимся. Мы преодолеем всё, если будем держаться с кем-то. Вместе.
Если вы счастливы, то я искренне рада за вас! Находиться в гармонии с собой и в умиротворении - просто прекрасное ощущение 💗
Спасибо!
С кем-то…
I sat on a bench similar to this one with a guy who I loved for real and we shared our first kiss there.. 3 months have passed since, we don’t talk anymore and never will again.. I know that he doesn’t care about me but.. i still love him a lot no matter what, its sounds stupid, falling for a dork who doesn’t care about you but I care and that is what hurts the most..
Love, it's just chemicals being overdosed by our own brain. Don't give too much into it. When you will find someone who really deserved to be appreciated, there will be more than just the chemicals, you will find that out after a year, that you still like to spend time with that particular person. Get over it quickly and start find that one particular one! ;)
As someone who was married for 8 years an now been divorced for almost 6. I thought I found my forever person too, but life had different plans for us an now it's just "hope the holidays are good with the fam" an not much more. I get where you're coming from, you're gonna think about em every once in awhile sometimes at the worst times. It gets a little easier taking it a day as you can. Just remember there's 7 billion others and yes they won't be that same person, but you can find one with all the positive qualities and only a couple of negative ones that can honestly be talked through. An you'll just know, I've had a couple dates in these 6 years that give me hope but I just wasn't fully ready again and I think everyone needs to take that at their own pace.
@@jhonvoyage2564love isnt a chemical
I had a cat.. But she died.... To a toomer.... The vet's tried to remove it..... But she died during the surgery.she was a young cat and I still miss her.... The only thing I have to remember about her is.... A toy that I got.... And I'm not letting my other cat die.... At lest the wound is now healing on him... I hope he lives...
Recently I started chasing old joys that I used to have with friends who I no longer talk to, who no longer want anything to do with me.
During quarantine we would play R6 Siege, Minecraft, etc nonstop. All nighters, long phone calls, deep conversations, shared experiences.
As we got older and time went on things changed, and I no longer fit the mold, and everything was over just like that. Keep in mind, though, I'd known them for years. It was nicer when we were kids, it was easier.
I've been playing those games again with a more somber outlook, the nostalgia, with my new group of friends who actually treat me better. It's not the same, it never will be, but it finally feels okay to look back and miss the good days, whilst being happy with where I am now.
When i was little i was sent to sweden with my parents and stayed there for 5 years
Druing those times i'd met freinds that i remember to this day. Most probably they were the only people who accepted me for who i was..
But all good things must come to an *end*
We were adressed to go back to our native country and we did go back..
But when we were celebrating farewell i told them id come back
Such a naive kid i was back then..
God id give anything to see them once agin life feels so *drowning*
We were having fun we did not know we were making *memories*
As i say this hopelessly stare at the celling fan waiting my days waiting for hope but..no there isnt
Life is about moving on theres nothing we can do about past but we can change our future..
You may not love yourself, but I guarantee that if you keep going, you’ll find someone who loves you. They will show you all the reasons to love yourself. They will show you how it feels to be loved. To feel love. They’ll love you more than anything. Just keep pushing forward.
lmao 🤣🤣
Bullshit
Sometimes I feel like I lack something important. That I need to wear a mask to be able to fit in this world, that I cannot be myself. Not with my friends, family or myself. Sometimes, when I look up the sky I see some birds and then I like to close my eyes and think of myself being able to spread my wings and just fly away from here. Not forever, just for some time. To forget my problems here and be myself. To learn who I am. But then I open my eyes and I remember that I no longer have "wings". Just like a butterfly that flew to the wrong people and then its wings got ripped out. I am no longer able to experience this freedom. Nor the real admiration or love from the people around me. The only times I am able to experience that feeling is in my dreams, things that I truly enjoy and my past. I wish I could have my wings again and be able to fly again.
Reminds me of when you go on what was once a lively popular roblox server from your childhood only to find no one on there but yourself, I may be am looking into it but I'm glad people have moved on. Btw I love this comment section, younger judgier me would have just rolled her eyes but now i just see a bunch of beautiful witters being brave and very vulnerable (feel free to call me TOO cheesy in the comments)
My dad was so important to me, my whole life. Even through his huge flaws and our fights he was my dad, he always would do the most for me. When my mother failed to be a parent he would step in, he did everything for me and my brother. Was he perfect, hell no but i would give anything, anything to bring him back even if were fighting he would be back. I watched month after month as the cancer took him, he wasnt himself anymore the same bright man i had loved, he was dull and sick but i still loved him and he tried so hard to keep up a brave face for me. I miss him, so much its a pain i cant even put into proper words nothing i do will ever bring him back, and some days its getting so hard that i want to join him, i want to call him, to see him, anything. Everythings such a mess and so difficult i just want my dad back again. Some days its a battle im not sure i can keep fighting.
I love you dad i hope you got to see squirrely again
Life is beautiful with the cost of a tear.
listening to this makes me recall my grandparents house in Sopot on Jana z Kolna 15 street.
as a kid and teenager we used to sit on top of the flat rooftop with my gramps and enjoy the sunset. not talking, just looking off into the distance, enjoing the moment. after they had to sell the house it was transformed into a hotel villa. the flat roof was gone, nothing even looks the same anymore.
I remember every vacation I spent there.
It has been a few years since both passed away.
There was a nice roof once.
I miss you.
A lot of stories here
Well.. I have one
2011 my dad passed away because of cancer.
One day I took his phone my mom told me that I can take it for me…
I found some text messages I watched those messages
During his last days he was talking with my mom about his death and he was saying goodbye to her…..
we didn’t want that my sister and I see him at the hospital….
The love between my dad and my mom was magical during the best and the word days
It is 2023 and my mom did not want to find another person. Her love belongs to my dad and this never ends
A bench that witnessed many people meeting their loved ones, a start of a new friendships, break ups and getting back with exes. A bench that's been there for hundred of years seeing millions of different scenario happening upon that lonely eyes. Can't you imagine? Being stuck at a location for centuries seeing thousands of couples and peoples finally meeting their one and only yet, the bench is still alone. If things we're alive then the bench would have been considered to be the one of the most loneliest thing on the whole universe. A bench for people who like to watch the clouds, sunsets, and the moon. I think I'm just a living bench, I can be their for people who needs comfort and tell them words that would stop the tears from dropping to the ground, but why is that I'm alone when I need someone to tell me it's okay? Why is that they'll only come to me when they need me? Nothing much happens to my life just like a bench. No one finds me interesting but a simple tool to be used when needed, they can use me all they want for their own happiness but it's okay.
A bench will always be a bench. It serves its purpose and that’s it. Nothing more. This still hit deeps though because I can relate 100%. It’s tough to play the nice guy or gal but it just feels like who I am for some reason. I love being honest, kind, helpful and respectful. I’ve just learned when to do it at the right times and not at the wrong times which feels like 90% of the time… simply put, let’s not let others use us and scold us for allowing them to. Fuck that. Just love yourself and radiate that love
Would anyone like me to go yapping about my story? Just give me one like or one reply so I know someone does.
I like reading them..
sure man
Tell your story, friend.
of course
Hey yeah, sure.. 🤝🏻 c'mon broo
I was once loved by someone dearly...
I tried to fix her
Now I'm forgotten
this gives me so much nostalgia, i miss my childhood :(
It has been a decade since I lost the person who gave sense to everything for me, I reminisce of the moments I spent with her, how she helped me become a better being, lessons that even to this day help me more than anything... and how funny no? The person who cared and helps you the most isn't even alive.
She was not just the best at being her true self, she cared about everyone even her enemies, when I look at the atrocities we humans commit... the only thing that holds me back from falling into the same pit is the eternal gaze of her eyes that I hold in my memory.
I wanted to write about her today, to say thank you Juliet for showing me that no matter where we are there's always a light shining in our minds, thank you for keeping my hope alive.
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miss what we were
"Reflect upon the Past.
Embrace your Present.
Orchestrate our Futures." --Artemis (DD3)
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Carved up like a carcass.
Hollowed out like a rotting stump.
Like the hall full of chairs yet void of people.
Pock-marked like the shotgun shrapnel in the wall.
I try to remember, but only get headaches.
All I know is there was something here once.
Beautiful🥺
i look around me and at all my things: my photographs, my stuffed animals, even my dirty floor and garbage can. someday someone may find these, or fragments of these, and wonder who owned it; what happened to the person who both loved and hated being alone, preferring the company of stuffed frogs and unicorns over other people. this music makes me look back on my childhood: the countless hours on roblox, intricate scenarios played out by action figures and dolls, even playing minecraft for the very first time. this makes me remember parts of me i had forgotten. watching youtube on the family pc, prancing around in those clear plastic princess shoes. i would take my webkinz to my very own doctor’s office and kiss them all better. now i wish i could still kiss everything better. i think the world needs that; i think everyone needs that.
I lost my bestfriend ya and it was because of a girl he went through many relationships many broken hearts and I was by his side I could have seen this girl wasn't good for him she cheated on him but nothing I told him he believed he ended up distancing himself from me for her and now that he found out that what I said or warned him about is true he's in guilt to the point he's like a stranger now I'll never forget the things he's done for me and I hope that this is the right way for both of us
When you're wearing rose tinted glasses all them red as just seem like flags.... and people will tear apart all their friendships just for that one person destroying everything else too. I have family that did the same thing an I could never understand it till later. People hang on because they think they'll be alone without the awful partner in reality they'd probably be much better off with the friends instead. At least friends look out for ya
Thank you for making this playlist i really needed to cry a lot of family stuff had been going on and ive been under so much stress and i couldnt cry infront of anyone because i feared it would make me look weak
Never be ashamed or afraid of crying, or showing you're feelings. I lived my life that way for years. It made me very ill in the long run. I've since learnt to express my emotions clearly. The one who openly displays their emotions, feelings, love, is brave and strong. The one who closes themselves off is not, always afraid of the outcome. It also makes you mentally and physically unwell.
It's understood. I hope you keep getting the relief you need until things are better in your life!! ❤️
I’m scared, I’m so very terrified of what I lose as time goes by, of what I forgot and what I forget. I’m afraid of the future as well, I’m scared of the unknown and of what failure could bring. I’m pretty good at pushing down my fear but I’m so tired of distractions and I don’t have the time to sit with my fear and be free of it.
The two of us... Seeing a good relationship, that could have gone to something more. But I, I was the one who ruined it all, I didn't understand that she has his own life, and I didn't see it. I was acting as a dumb kid at my age (16 in that moment). Every time I tried to solve our problems as friends, I, messed it up again and again. And just when I definitely lost her, realized that it wasn't her, the one who didn't care about our friendship, it was me. The only person I didn't want to lose, and it goes away just because of me. My own words to that girl, "I love you", were a lie, because, if I really loved her, I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't have been acting as a horrible person... A friendship that could be a relationship, with the most perfect girl in my eyes, and it was broken because of me. When I say that it's the most perfect, it's because it is, she didn't stay with me, because I didn't know how to act properly, she left because she didn't want to be treated like I treated her. She's perfect, and I'm just a dumb kiddo, realizing I lost someone who really cared about me....
At all, I miss her. And it hurts...
this reminds me of when i was a kid and i would climb the tree in my backyard and read for hours, somewhere along the way i started doing more and more for other people and neglected myself these little moments of peace i hope to have that peace again
I just got the news that my mom might have cancer. The idea of never being able to see her again hit me like a truck. And now I’m stuck with the idea of her passing coming way to soon
What is my bench? She was a girl who was so full of life. We were so far apart (across the country), but we would call all the time, everyday really. She was such a ball of fire, she always made me laugh and thats what I remember about her most. She would tell me her most irrational fears and I would mostly listen. Either way she made my days, months even.
We finally met in person during COVID and spent the summer together. After that I went back home and we havent spoken since, at least not like we used too, I guess we just grew apart. I had gotten my heart broken by a boy and my walls went up, I rarely left my room.
I still see her posts on Insta but she has a new best friend now. Either way I thank her for giving me that experience. I havent found anyone else like her since.