I’m sick of our communication
Not our lack thereof because somehow the silence is always filled with whatever flitting idea or set in stone opinion on what the fuck ever doesn’t really require one as strong as yours.
I’m tired of the disappointment and rejection I receive daily about anything I have on my mind to share. Be it something I’ve repeated for the millionth time or something that’s a brand new concept for me. Disappointment for even trying to let someone into my mind for a brief moment and dejected from actually getting a response such as “what do you want me to say? I don’t care about…”
So what’s there to do when I’ve got nothing else to share since nobody wanted to hear it? Or that I’ve been mentally beaten to the point where I know better than to share my thoughts.
Why should anyone reap the benefits of my mind, body, and soul when there is nothing in return to stimulate the growth of said offerings?
(mind, body, soul)
Nothing.
Dramatically high or dramatically low.
There are no in-between’s.
And that’s what saddens me.
You are beautiful because you let yourself feel, and that is a brave thing indeed.
Shinji Moon (via moaka)