stop ignoring yourself. fix your posture, get a fresh haircut, drink water, take care of your skin, eat food that gives you energy, declutter your space, take time to rest, workout, do mindful meditation, fix your sleep schedule. when you feel/look good, you do good. invest in yourself, put the effort you deserve.
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"are you okay" no can we change the topic before i start oversharing
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i'm never a priority
i'm never someone's reason for waking up
the giver, never the taker
never the taker, always the asker
i ask for time
i ask for patience
i ask for comfort
i'm never a priority
never the taker
never the reason
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Overgrown vegetation, merging and intertwined with fallen trees and a collection of various debris have taken over the last remnants of a path few remember exist or seek to travel.
Pressing through hostile barriers from nature's natural reclaiming defenses, easy to become lost,the mind becomes tired and desire to turn around begins to burn through the thoughts that take up residence, evaporating the drive that feeds the expedition.
A catch in the throat, intake of breath held, reactions of first sight of the small patch of sloping roof, covered in the same moss that clings to the trees, had one failed to look in the right direction and know what to look for they would continue their journey like most and pass right by without knowing. Some structures naturally stay invisible to most.
Maybe we don't dare choose to see.
Pushing through to see the entire structure you realize it isn't what one typically has envisioned, the roof has caved in, decades of weather, lack of care and weakening weapon of time has taken its toll.
Windows opaque from dust, cracked in some places, spider lines of stress tenderly clinging to survive , others places gaping holes where glass once stood its ground, now laying in pieces unseen.
Your heart begins to slide into your chest, disappointment flushing across your mind, yet you move closer to the door. The one you have desired to open, the one that draws.
Trepidation, uncertainty as you reach for the doorknob, still firm in its wooden cradle, cold to the touch, a slight catch as you turn it and the slide mechanism fights from its home in the frame and you hear the click of release.
Pushing lightly, you feel resistance, years of life have blocked it's natural swinging arc of travel, hinges bind and once free scream with torment of performing the action, one that should be easy, one that they were designed but have seldom done.
Finger tips pause and linger, resting on the weathered worn wood exterior. Chipped surface varnish flaking into dust on the skin.
Should one bother a space this secluded,disturb it's solitude, a place so withdrawn and guarded from life?
What right does one have to allow their heart to beat, blood to flow, lungs to pull in air inside this uninvited space?
Maybe one will be disappointed what lies inside.
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I think the best thing that our generation has normalised is having "online friends" . The bond created with these people is not based on their looks or their status but on the basis of their likes, their personalities, their favourite fandoms and their interests. You might have never shook hands or hugged them but still you are more comfortable telling them about your stupid mistakes and stupid jokes. The best thing about these friends is you don't have to meet them regularly to keep your friendship alive. And it's also the worst part not getting to meet them regularly or even once a week or once a month. From meeting them in the comment section of a meme to listening to their rants to updating them about our lives, online friends become our forever friends. It's a different kind of friendship but it's the cutest no pressure of any sort just two people sharing bits and pieces of their lives with each other and supporting each other.
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