Leila Chatti, “Tea”

do not rush the healing process; take your time. just as a flower took a while to grow into a beautiful creature.

“The universe created you for a reason, now go out there and find out what it is.”

— Nikita Gill

be mindful of who you share your feelings with, as some people may use your sufferings to manipulate you or your accomplishments to deceive you.

I truly encourage you to add things that simply bring you joy to your list of things to do that day.

it doesn't have to be big, it can be as simple as making your favourite drink or food for lunch or spending some time on a hobby or watching a show you enjoy.

adding things to look forward to and giving yourself time to experience those things is just as important as doing every other thing on that list.

you're allowed to plan to do things for no other reason than it makes you happy.

The relationship between a girl and the random shit on her bedside table

i've had a lot of realizations during these past few days. i used to have big dreams. but now, i'm eagerly looking for contentment as i believe it equates to peace of mind and a lighter heart.

it's sad to think about the fact that you want to do, learn, or achieve a lot, but you have no motivation to do anything at all.

what i regret most is that i wasted too much time and energy worrying about things that haven't even happened yet instead of savouring or embracing the small joys in the present.

nights come devoid of the expanse of your silhouette: only the gnawing

winds

that reproach my bones what good is hope before remorse: when you hacked

your tresses before

my lips

could reach your

nape: with our perse detritus scattered i keep you as a divine shrapnel buried

deep in my pith

inferno: oblivious to your momentum swirling with a taste of non-existence

of

reticence

and you said:

there's no reason to obsess over fiery delights as the remoteness of memory

creeps like

bougainville

somewhere the sky is burning with your chrysanthemums and somewhere

it falls

through

my bones without you: without the taste of your tongue: the first light

won't ever make it here

before your urgencies consume

me and

everything that i will ever

touch

“Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning how to dance in the rain.”

— Megan Hart, Tear You Apart