The Beast of Blue Eyes

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like 98% of my problems would be solved if i stopped overthinking things and calmed the fuck down and stopped being such a panicky, anxious little shit

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“Is it just a bad night or am I getting bad again?”

—   I ask myself this all the time (via lonexwxlf)

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“A flower does not think of competing to the flower next to it. It just blooms.”

—   from Zen Shin Talks  (via lovely—delight)

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it really pisses me off how easy it is to get sad and then how long and hard it is to get happy again like what the fuck man thats not fair

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Baby Elephants!

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My Wise Advice

I have been struck with doubt before.

I have been stricken with pain

And a self reassurance of failure.

Life has torn me into pieces

Like a weak scrap sheet of paper.

I’ve walked a thousand miles with a storm cloud,

And I do have my demons.

I know this because I use to think these things were all I had.

I’ve never noticed that in the breaks between the raindrops,

I have happiness,

I have friends,

I have spaces of joy and excitement,


And I have hope,

A hope that leads me to feel ok

At least every once in a while.

In between these breaks and pauses of storms,

I have had time to look up.

Granted, this time stands up to a couple of seconds

Compared to the hour of darkness,

But it’s worth it.

Because I use to believe in every dark myth:

I use to believe that my demons were the only cards in life I was dealt with.

But I discovered a more positive truth.

I discovered a minute of clearance in the darkness.

I found that we need to live through that happiness,

that love,


That feeling that we’re actually going to be alright,

And hold on tight to all of them ,

Cherish them and take none for granted,

Even when the flood comes.

Because it’s those small moments we don’t notice,

That will carry us through the storm.