With all there is why settle for justapiece of sky

Stuck in a midlife crisis. Wishing to be young and happening again. Loser.

Still too silly, too fucked up, too lazy, too curious, too much in love with life to settle down.

In love with someone way out of reach. Obsessed with Meryl Streep.
Hoping to live in New York City one day.

Writing.
Hurting.
Daydreaming.
Waiting.


Ask me anything  


“ Some of the loneliest people are the ones who stay up all night. You can find them either staring at a bright computer screen or staring at a ceiling that seems to go outwards forever. The mind begins to drag in moments of your life you regret. The pain begins to settle in and the tears begin to emerge. They lay in bed till they hear the morning birds do their daily singing rituals. It’s the most depressing sound. The birds chirping is a constant reminder of another day they’ve wasted, another day they’ll come to regret sometime in their life. Slowly the thought of regret begins to drag them into a mild depression. Before they realize it, the early morning light drives away the darkened corners of their square room and with it the depressing thoughts. But still, nothing changes. The loneliest people are the ones that put others before themselves so the others won’t feel the lonesomeness the lonely carry tied to their backs. Because they know what it feels like to be lost in complete solitude, they understand heartache and sadness. There are nights where they don’t want to sleep, because they know they’ll wake up with a phony smile. They’d rather stay gloomy and alone because pain has such a warm subtle sting. There are nights where they want to sleep not to rest their minds, but to escape from this reality because even though the heart may feel big, the heart can only take so much before it starts breaking. These are the hearts that accompany the lonely. The hearts that beat at the same rhythm as others but play a unique tone that only they themselves can feel. These nights are the nights they deal with. These are the things they feel, hear, and see. These are the lonely people, just like you and me.

Source: liesivetoldmyself.tumblr.com

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