Do not look back with anger.
Don’t even think with fondness.
Harden the heart… so the pieces that aren’t there anymore won’t be felt.
Harden the heart… so it won’t feel so cold.
Do not look back with sadness, regret, or affection.
Harden the mind.
Toughen the heart.
Let it not yearn.
Teach it to move forward.
Do not look back at all.
Source: girlwholovesred
By the time you read this, either:
Meh (-____-) Yes, I know it’s bad and yes, I know I shouldn’t be thinking so much but, I cannot sleep on time even though I’ve been running myself tired for the past four days now.
Challenge this week is to run at least 30 minutes straight - no matter the intensity - for 7 days. I think I’m fed up to be the “big girl with a pretty face.”
Can’t I be mainstream hot!?
Well, I guess like Art, beauty, faces, body shapes, attitude and character, are ALL an acquired taste.
And I still have this face on (-____-)
meh
If you have another alternative to make me sleep early, rise earlier, or even write better, please, let me know.
Please don’t unfollow me! (/_ _ )/
So far, among all the #ramen shops in town, The Kareshi gives this a 4.5/5★ rating! (at Ikkoryu Fukuoka Ramen)
Onwards to your path. Don’t stop. Never stop. Even if you’re tired, alone, and lost.
Cease your complaints.
Stop your whining.
Don’t look up.
The answers are not up there. The stars shine for somebody else now. Not for you anymore.
Wipe the moisture from your eyes. Tears won’t illuminate your way. They make paths murky.
Take a deep breath and push against the fear gnawing inside you.
Persist.
Onwards to your chosen path. It might not look the same anymore but what can you do? Stray off the path and dogs might get you. Stop moving and the monsters you left behind might catch up with you.
Onwards on your path.
There are people waiting for you to finish.
Persist! they cry.
Don’t stop! they shout.
And fire burn behind your eyes while you wish, with every bloody step you take, with every tear it rips away from your soul, they’d understand…
It’s not as easy as it looks.
Onwards you go. Even with dreams spilling forth from your eyes and pain behind your throat takes away your hope, you go: onwards.
Don’t leave me, you whisper in frailty.
To your soul, your dreams, your spirit…
Onwards!
Source: girlwholovesred
Sitting in darkness,
I see how the light of the city
fills the clouds, rosewater light
poured into the sky
like the single body we are. It is the sum
of a million lives, a man drinking beer
beneath a light bulb, a dancer spinning
in a fluorescent room, a girl reading a book
beneath a lamp.Yet there are others- astronomers,
thieves, lovers- whose work is only done
in darkness. Sometimes
I don’t want to show these poems
to anyone, sometimes
I want to remain hidden, deep in the coals
with the one who pulls the stars
through a telescope’s glass, the one who listens
for the click of the lock, the one
who kisses softly a woman’s eyes.The Light Above Cities, Jay Leeming
Source: girlwholovesred
Remember: Fate is something you decide yourself
Source: girlwholovesred
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