A Walk Towards

Category: my thoughts

  • Wreckage

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    Wreckage I don’t understand how we got here. maybe we were unraveling long before we noticed the loose threads The road cracked before we even stood a chance. I kept calling it temporary, hoping time would soften the fault lines Tilling our tender hearts where seeds were never planted. I confused barren ground for something…

  • What the Silence Knew

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    The air thinned the moment you walked in, like the room forgot how to breathe. My eyes met yours, and suddenly I could finally see. My pulse stuttered, searching for a rhythm it didn’t understand, as if your presence rewrote the beat inside my chest. I watched your every move, like I was drawn in…

  • Out of Reach

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    I keep losing my footingin places that used to feel like ground. I pull apart the pieces holding me together,but the chains don’t loosen—they only tighten around. Every step feels borrowed,like the floor might disappear if I stay too long. I reach for air out of instinct,but even breathing forgets where I belong. The silence…

  • Woven

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    We were never something you could name,no beginning to trace, no ending to blame—just threads crossing in places no one could see.Two lives stitched in colors that didn’t belong,yours in quiet hues, mine running strong,yet somehow they held where they shouldn’t be.We never touched long enough to stay,never spoke the words that would give us…

  • Pastels

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    Time stood stillwhile the colors bled into something softer than goodbye.You were peace in the soul that screamed for help,and I held you like quiet, afraid the noise would take you too.An outstretched hand grasping, afraid to let go,even as the colors slipped through our fingers, too soft to stay.Your voice echoes, a longing that…

  • The Cost of Living (And I Don’t Mean Money)

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    No one wants to talk about the real cost of living.Not rent.Not inflation.Not groceries. I mean the cost of being alive in a world that drains you and then has the audacity to judge you for being tired. Life is loud as hell — opinions everywhere, constant urgency, nonstop pressure to prove your worth. And…

  • Today’s Mood: Somewhere between “I’ve got this” and “Send help.”

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    🧠 Mentally: Building an empire.💪 Physically: Tired but still showing up.🥴 Emotionally: One spilled coffee away from tears.🎧 Musically: Dancing in the kitchen like it’s 2007.✨ Spiritually: Manifesting peace… and snacks. If you’re out here doing your best with a half-charged phone, overthinking everything, and surviving on iced coffee and vibes—you’re not alone. 💁‍♀️ We’re…

  • Unpacking the Silence

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    There’s a quiet place I go when the world is too loud.Where shame can’t echo and regret loses its teeth. In that space, I find the version of me that still believes—The one before the bruises, the broken promises, the masks I learned to wear. We sit together.Just us.No noise. No pretending. She asks why…

  • For Her

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    In the hush between heartbeats,I find you—blue-gray eyes like quiet storms,pulling tides in my chest,soft hands tracing galaxiesacross my skin. You are nothing less than wonder—an enchantment whispered,a prayer answered,a purity the world forgot to tarnish. Love—intense as moonlit seas,gentle as your touch;in every breath,I am yours,completely,eternally.

  • Protecting Your Peace Without Apology

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    There comes a point in life where your peace costs too much to keep trading it away. You stop explaining yourself to people who don’t want to understand.You stop shrinking to fit into spaces that suffocate you.You stop apologizing for needing quiet, needing boundaries, needing space. Protecting your peace isn’t rude. It’s responsible.You’ve fought too…

  • Good days

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    I have good days. I have really good days. I just like anyone else have those days where things are..good. I have days where waking up doesn’t feel like a chore, and I have something to be happy about. Lately though, it’s as if waking up is the hardest thing to do. I don’t know…

  • Thought of the Night

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    As human beings it is normal for us to form attachments. These attachments sometimes start to take control of our judgement, making it hard for us to see when someone has crossed the line. We tend to hold people to expectations that can sometimes be unrealistic, yet to us are perhaps very reasonable. When feelings…

  • Rock Bottom Is Your Saving Grace

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    Often I hear people ask, “what more can go wrong?” “Can it get any worse?” Truthfully, no. There is no where else for you to go once you hit rock bottom. Once you hit the bottom you have the choice to stay there or move. What are you going to do? You can’t rely on…

  • YOU are YOUR own personal JAIL!!

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    Has anyone ever told you to “quit living in the past?” It seems like a very common saying these days, even more so from those who have found success. It is interesting how some of the world perceives things one way, some another, and some an entirely different way. Think about it, mostly everyone has…

  • How Quickly Things Can Change

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    It really is interesting how one minute you can have one plan, and the next a totally different plan takes over. It is interesting how often this happens and how many of us don’t realize it at all. I am 100% guilty of this, and I finally noticed it today after about 10 years. One…

  • Victim or Victor

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    Is your life a hot mess? Do you feel like you take 5 steps forward, and find yourself 30 steps back? Do you have to fight your way out of bed in the morning? If so, you are not a victor. You my friend are a victim. That can change TODAY if you let it.…

  • The Success That Is Created After Discovering The Biggest Lie Ever Told

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    Okay peeps, As promised, here is the newest blog post!! What is the biggest lie ever told? How do you become successful? How do these intertwine? Well first, I need you all to have an open mind, and understand that this is just my way of thinking, and you can take it how you want.…

  • Define YOURSELF!

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    Trust me when I say mental health is no easy feat for anyone. There are days of darkness and weeks of sunshine, and if you’re lucky, sometimes you forget you even have a mental illness. Then, out of nowhere the truth hits you like a truck and you’re right back at the beginning. The beginning…

  • One of a Kind

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    Self-acceptance is one of the harder tasks we as humans struggle to achieve. We tend to want to be different than what we are right now. We dwell on who we were 10 years ago, or want to be as athletic as we were as a kid. The world has changed around us, and evolved…

  • Looking at Me

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    Looking at me is like looking at a raindrop covered window..their is never a clear picture..what you see..is only a perception..you are on the outside..looking in..you may like what you see…you may not..but perception is not reality…I can not be figured out..I am a riddle..but with more than one answer..Looking at me..is like looking through…