#selflovejourney
Yes,
I can get upset
over silly things.
Yes,
I can get angry
at the smallest details.
And that’s okay.
I take those feelings,
pour them into poetry,
or fists against my pillow.
And that’s okay.
But if I spoke of these little things—
the failures,
the sadness—
to everyone,
not all would understand.
And that’s okay.
It’s about feeling,
letting it out,
letting it pass,
and finding peace
within myself.
Sep 26, 2025
Sep 26, 2025 at 6:05 AM UTC
It feels like rain is coming,
the air heavy,
thick with silence.
But you—
you want to explode the world
with your fury,
with your rage.
Stop searching for excuses
to send him a message.
It’s over.
Done.
You’re living another life now.
Leave him behind.
Oct 17, 2025
Oct 17, 2025 at 7:54 PM UTC
We will always be
a saint to some,
a madwoman to others.
What truly matters
is being at peace
with yourself.
Oct 16, 2025
Oct 16, 2025 at 7:44 PM UTC
Sometimes,
staying in the same place
means staying small.
To move
is to bloom.
Oct 16, 2025
Oct 16, 2025 at 7:44 PM UTC
I know I may sound cruel,
but what I have now—
peace, love, gratitude, abundance—
cost me everything.
Countless tears,
endless nights in despair,
asking myself: what am I doing with my life?
I walked straight through
the valley of the shadow of death,
and survived.
And now you want to rise
from the ashes
to shatter my peace?
No.
Never.
Not here.
You are rebuked.
Here,
you don’t enter.
Oct 15, 2025
Oct 15, 2025 at 8:05 PM UTC
After five hundred years,
three hundred lives,
you return just to say
you’re going under the knife,
that death might take you.
And what of it?
What’s that to me?
We’re not on the same frequency anymore.
I don’t care.
We ended.
You chose to leave,
said it broke your heart
to love me without return.
So don’t appear out of nowhere
claiming this could be
your final message.
Don’t tell me you’ll die—
just die.
I won’t feed on your drama,
won’t waste my energy
keeping alive what doesn’t exist.
You once promised
in future lives
you’d find me again,
that we’d live our love at last.
Please—don’t.
Love yourself.
Prioritize yourself.
Forget me.
I already forgot you.
Oct 15, 2025
Oct 15, 2025 at 8:04 PM UTC
Don’t rely on others to make you happy.
People change. Circumstances shift. Expectations hurt.
Instead, learn to find your own little ways to enjoy life —
a walk under the sky,
a song that speaks your soul,
a dream you quietly chase,
a moment of peace you gift yourself.
Because real happiness?
It blooms within — not from someone else,
but from you.
Jun 27, 2025
Jun 27, 2025 at 6:11 AM UTC
They call me shy...I call it my way.
They call me calm...I call it my composure.
They call me silent....I call it my serenity.
They call me impractical...I call it a way to escape the harsh reality.
They call me illogical...I say it's my way to handle my issues.
They call me imperfect...I call it being human.
They say I am minimal...I say I am simple.
They call me rude...I take it as my self-respect.
They say I am stubborn...but I say it's my path to pursue my dream.
They say I look unfit...I confidently say I love flaunting.
People call many,
But I don't take any.
As I am not responsible to the assumptions they make up without knowing me.
May 30, 2025
May 30, 2025 at 9:29 AM UTC
I love me.
I just don't think
Anyone else does.
I love me.
Sep 22, 2024
Sep 22, 2024 at 7:40 PM UTC
Why would I settle for crumbs
When I deserve the whole bakery
So I’ll allow this to weight down my lungs
To free myself off this slavery
It’s a privilege to be with me
In all honesty I’m a luxury
May 19, 2022
May 19, 2022 at 1:53 PM UTC