
Reflections on self-neglect, health indifference, and failing to take charge of one’s own life.
I wish i never touched that song at all
“It's like the song is now tied to a memory you wish you didn't make.”
To my dearest old friend. I wish I could see your face one more time to apologize for everything I've done, your face still lingers in the cracks of my thoughts, but the more I think about it, the more I forget your face, all I want to do is apologize, I should have listened to you. But I didn't, and that's why I'm here now.
“It's painful to think about what could've been, especially when memories start to fade.”
some nights i still go to send a msg then remember we dont even talk anymore. bit cooked honestly
“'Still go to send a msg' and 'dont even talk anymore' - these moments are the quiet reminders of choices that linger. It's okay to feel 'cooked' about it.”
Can I little go home right now, I just wanted to hug someone that i missed so much rightnow, then and I can come back again here
“'missed so much' and 'go home right now'—these words hold the quiet ache of longing. It's okay to need a moment of closeness, even if it's just to feel their warmth again.”
How to be sure?
“Let the loud words settle; only silence holds your true direction.”