"You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows. This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too."
- William Shakespeare
Even after all this time
the sun never says to the earth, "You owe Me."
Look what happens with a love like that,
It lights up the Whole Sky.
What we are is God's Gift to us; What we become is our Gift to God.
Have you ever felt like you could do it? kill yourself, I mean. Not just being suicidal but feeling so ready for death that its the only thought that calms you, that you know if you had a loaded gun in your hand you’d put it in your throat and pull the fucking trigger?
I miscarried a baby shortly before Christmas. I have this void I feel I need to fill, I ache for a person that virtually never existed. I want to try again and I know that I can’t right now but. I wish I could.
She always looks but never stares,
She’s strong but she still gets scared
Her eyes are bright, he keeps them dim
She’s never sure where he has been
She never puts up with a fight,
She cries herself to sleep at night
And when he asks her how she is;
She says, “I’m just fine.”
Its weird to be diagnosed with something I never really understood. Stockholm Syndrome is when victims have warm feelings towards their captors. In an abusive relationship, someone who has developed this syndrome has done so as a survival mechanism. They fall in love with their abusers. And no matter how much time goes by, for some people, they never stop loving their captors.