Isaaima - Issaima

“Sometimes we have to do stupid things to realize how much we love someone.”

— Poets Love Her

ya girl can sense weird vibes from a mile away

We should meet in another life, we should meet in air,
Me and you.”

Carefree me

Heart shaped strawberry hand pies

I’ve become at odds with how mechanical life and it’s expectations may be. There is beauty in the tiny little things that make us human. I hate how prone to irritation we are. Why do we come from such a climate of high temperament. Life is not robotic. People are not machines. Mistakes are made. And really, that’s beautiful. Why would you want a fellow human being to be anything but a human being? We value each other’s emotions and one another’s nuances. We value realness. So why is that so easily compromised in the face of an honest error that an emotional being is capable of. I absolutely hate that we polarize one another and use terms to define eachother. Why do we need to lock others within the confines of a frame to better understand them. That’s one of the most shallow sentiments I could think of. Not a single person deserves to be defined by a moment of neglect. Because we’d hate for that to be done to us. We need to be more human and appreciate what makes others human or else we’re just automated and lifeless.

Hopefully today will be productive. I want to organize the Kitchen , clean the room, make a Pizza. But it’s a Rainy gray day and my inclination is to stay in bed all Day. 🌧💙 . #rainyday #newyork #beautiful #iloverainydays #iloverain

Love, you thought he was the one but I am sorry he ruined you. You waited for late night conversations but he gave you unanswered calls. You needed someone’s arms to hold you during tough times but he gave you mixed signals and uncertainties. When days were lonely and you needed someone who would grab your hand, and take you to the place where you’d heal slowly, he didn’t even call your name he didn’t even call your name he didn’t even call your name You were like a flower, drying and you thought that he was the only raindrop you needed to keep you alive. If it hurts so much to the point that you do not know who you are anymore, walk away. Don’t kiss him on parts you thought he’d tremble. Put down your hands and stop praying to him as if he is your God and he’s the only one who can save you. He’s just a boy. A boy who made you think that you deserve everything when he is not giving anything to you.

to us girls, who are hurting right now: we are all going to make it. (via pakalmot)