damn. i used to come on this website every single day for like three/four years. i was 11 when i first joined here and now im 18. i had forgotten about this website for a looooong time. the other day i had rediscovered by username and guessed a password until i was logged in. i just needed to KNOW. i dont understand. since that day i keep logging into here as if anyones going to post anything even though i know 90% of you have abandoned this website. its just so weird to have this access to a deep, forgotten part of my past and i almost dont know how to process it. although, im also known to overthink everything. i dont know man its just a weird thing going on in my mind.
Gladerz posted a quote
February 26, 2013 4:45am UTC
Dreams~ Dreams are stronger than you know it, it controls you in the daylight, and it controls you in your sleeps. Yet, all those dreams are fiction. Now, go make a real, living dream.
I stand amid the roarOf a surf-tormented shore,And I hold within my handGrains of the golden sand-How few! yet how they creepThrough my fingers to the deep,While I weep- while I weep!O God! can I not graspThem with a tighter clasp?O God! can I not saveOne from the pitiless wave?Is all that we see or seemBut a dream within a dream?
Why is there a stereotype that quiet people are more insecure? Sometimes the reason I don't talk isn't because I'm afraid. It's because I value the importance of words and feel like they lose their meaning if I babble on about random stuff. I put in a few comments here and there that are hilarious/insightful. So I'm okay with speaking, but I usually like to watch and listen.
she ran outside and stoped she cried for a few seconds and looked up she saw the crescent moon a sign that her goddess was watching over her. her tears stoped she looked at the moon for a while and she felt safe for once in her life she felt at peace
Just realized today that when I was little the world was so bright and full of fun but now... the color has drained from it and i feel trapped by the world.