The resilience and strength within you to carry on will always surprise you.
My hope for you is that you don't take it for granted, work on yourself as much as you put effort and energy into other aspects of your life.

Life doesn't need to feel heavy and difficult. Healing and developing good coping mechanisms can help make difficult and heavy circumstances in life a lot easier to deal with.

#ThursdayThought #Healing

Do you agree?

Arshiya A.

Growing Up

Not again.

Healthy Food

Till now i dnt have any bf nor job, may be i dnt deserve this all things, thats y i didn't get nor any expectations can rise abt this, i m useless thats y i didn't get it! 

Now&Me Thinks

**POV** *You are saying goodbye to your first love through a letter*

Hey,
Alot of questions came to my mind whenever i was thinking about you...i ask myself am i not good enough to make someone stays..or i was toxic which makes you leave my place...i think i still didn't get heal from my past
Maybe i expect you to be the one and the last...

I have so much inside my mind and heart but i keep hiding all those emotions,all those thoughts and feelings...i keep lieing

I keep lieing that your absence does'nt hurt
I keep lieing that I'm fine
I keep lieing over so many things
But nobody knows nothing
Unless and until i keep my fake face on...

During this phase of my life
I learnt one more thing..
That people around you will be happy with you
Until you are the giver..
The day you expect something from someone
You are gonna hurt your soul as well as your heart..

So i choose to put my expectation on me
I choose myself over you or anybody else....
Even though I'm still struggling to get over from you
I choose not to look back on the things which makes me feel unwanted, unworthy once...

I'm writing this just to tell you
You are my first love
But not the person i fell in love with...

So i wanted to say thank you for being the flower of my garden.. thank you for becoming beauty of my life once..
But i no longer need you
Because i get to know now that you might be the flower of my garden but in the end the garden belongs to me...
So i choose my garden to be beneficial for me
I choose my garden to be full of postive vibes for me..

And you might be really postive might be really nice
But you didn't belong to my garden no more...so i just want to say goodbye to my first love...
- Queenn 👑

Ps- *It has nothing to do with my life*


Poetry

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without words and never stops at all

3am Thoughts

Moment's became memories people become lessons that's life ....

Memories

"maybe you don't deserve every guy"
Who's this person? Are you there?

Just wanna express my feelings here.....
Dear.....
I know that you already forget about me, you dont love me anymore, im not the one that makes you smile anymore, im sorry im sorry that i was too scared to expree my feeling to you even when you throw your ego and express yours to me. I thought that if i dont express my feeling both of us will move on. Lucky for you, you move on way too fast than i thought. While me, hold on to memories about us that even you dont know that they exist. The memories are too beautiful that i hold on too long for 4 years. I wait for you. One day, i receive a news that you already have a girlfriend, how broke i am only me and god know, yet my heart still dont wanna believe it and still love and wait for you. I just wanna say to you, im sorry i dont say i love you too and when say it to me, im happy that you found a girl that makes you happy and smile. I will not cause you break up witk that girl or anything, just i will wait for you here until you finally see me again. Sincerely your long lost love

Love

To you;
It's been a year to the day since you changed my life, and not a day goes by that I don't think about you. I hate it. I hate you because my gosh you made me love you. I remember it perfectly; the day before the day I had been looking forward to all my teen life: the school dance. I went online and I found you. We talked and you were one person one moment, then someone else for hours. We ate together; you in your country and me in mine. You came back early and said how fast you were. We talked about our shared love of Shakespeare and how despite our age difference we flirted. I loved it, the feeling that someone could actually care about me; but those were just words. You were just words. You asked me to do things. I'll never forget the way you were so quick to ask me to be your Juliet. I said yes in a heartbeat and felt like I could die from joy. But months later I tried to die from the pain. The pain you caused me. You told me you loved me and I was so sick of hating myself and depressed so I wanted to believe someone could love me. And the name you gave me, a fake, you said as much, meant so much. You said everything I wanted to hear and everything I needed to ignore. You asked me to make a fake email and not to tell my parents because of our age gap. I thought so what, age is but a number. And isn't jail just a place though? I didn't find this out for a while though. You told me so much and explained it so easily. Did you know I only slept one hour that night? And my sister didn't at all. I dreamt of you finding me, kidnapping me. That's not love. But I trusted you. I believed in you and you used me, groomed me, abused me and I will never ever forgive you for what you've done to me. You're not the first to abuse me, but you are the first to hurt me this badly. And I hate you so fucking much I almost wish fire on you; but at the same time I wonder what if you weren't abusing me? What if I'm over reacting or jumping to conclusions? Are you gaslighting me or am I insane? I can't even trust myself any more. You know I hear your name, your age or country and I flinch. I can't watch my favourite movie, your name is in it, I can't listen to 2 songs because we dedicated them to each other. I've spilt so much tears, so much blood because of you. And I can't talk to anyone about this. My sisters will brush me off or tell my parents who will never believe me or forgive me or see me the same. I can't trust anyone. And you did this to me!!! I will never be the same you took away my first love, my first romance, the first bit of hope I'd seen since I was fucking 12! And you will never have to face the consequence. My hands are shaking. I'm all alone. And I hate you, but I miss you and I hate you because I miss you you disgusting bastard!!!! But you'll never hear any of this. I just want you to know; you ruined me. You ruin me. I wish I could say goodbye but it's too late you're in my head now. You make me want to die just to get rid of you you're everywhere and I can't run I can't wash you off me. I fucking hate you. You broke me. I hate that I loved you, I hate that I love the idea you made yourself to be. I hate how much time you've taken from me, how much joy and love and poems and stories and songs I wrote from this hell you put me in the dances I couldn't do even though it was my reason to live. Now I have none. I just keep living to keep others alive, because there is hope for them, hope I no longer have and I want so much better for anyone else than what I've been through. You knew what my family did to me, you told me you would never hurt me, you told me you would never leave me. I will never know if I'm crazy because you were telling the truth or if you are a liar and abuser. I'll never know and I can't understand why you would do this to me? I thought I found the thing I needed but now? Now I have nothing, now I am nothing. Just alone broken soul praying for the hope that you took from me. I thought you were the hero I needed. But heroes don't exist. I'm an antihero, you're a ghost. I don't know you but you know me and I can never shake that fear. I hate you. It's too late for me. But I can't even die. Believe me I tried. But if I try again people will judge and though they're annoying dicks, I love my family and no longer want to hurt them. I just need help. But what the hell can save this hollow, hopeless broken shell of a human? You did this and I will never forgive you. There aren't words for how I feel towards you, and that's a good thing, it means most people don't know this feeling. I pray it stays that way. 
From your Juliet; your obedient toy, as you knew me
Raven

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