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For some reason, I can’t keep my eyes off the short loop. There’s beauty in nature and in daily experiences. I think most people depend on others or a lot of money to feel this happiness, but I think,
happiness is always a state of mind.
Color Drops
all of us wear a mask, called
'attitude' our entire life. maybe not all of us
— but at least i do. it might change thickness and function depends on who we are interacting with. but never even once we remove it, unless when we are alone. and that's why the person who knows you the best and understand you the most, is actually not anyone but yourself. even the version of yourself that you desperately deny, the version of yourself which you're pretending to be, or the version of yourself that simply,
just your true self.
"have you ever once pat yourself on the back? thank yourself for all the things you've endured?
dont you know that indeed, you've done a really great job?"
lately i've been thinking a lot. i think perhaps i have to allow myself to be loved by the people who really love me, the people who really matter. too much of the time i'm blinded by my own pursuits of people to love me
— people that don't even matter. while all that time i waste and the people who do love me have to stand on the sidewalk and watch me beg like shit. maybe it's time to put an end to this. it's time for me to let myself be loved, and be contented.
Color Drops
all of us wear a mask, called
'attitude' our entire life. maybe not all of us
— but at least i do. it might change thickness and function depends on who we are interacting with. but never even once we remove it, unless when we are alone. and that's why the person who knows you the best and understand you the most, is actually not anyone but yourself. even the version of yourself that you desperately deny, the version of yourself which you're pretending to be, or the version of yourself that simply,
just your true self.
"have you ever once pat yourself on the back? thank yourself for all the things you've endured?
dont you know that indeed, you've done a really great job?"
lately i've been thinking a lot. i think perhaps i have to allow myself to be loved by the people who really love me, the people who really matter. too much of the time i'm blinded by my own pursuits of people to love me
— people that don't even matter. while all that time i waste and the people who do love me have to stand on the sidewalk and watch me beg like shit. maybe it's time to put an end to this. it's time for me to let myself be loved, and be contented.
