INFPs: dreamy idealists in a world of practical realists

INFPs: dreamy idealists in a world of practical realists We are INFPs, dreamy idealists in a world of practical realists. We are walking contradictions, hopeless romantics and limitless dreamers. We’re fighting a silent war with the world, that we admire so dearly, as we’re trying to find our way through the maze of life. Body, … Continue reading INFPs: dreamy idealists in a world of practical realists

i write when i'm sad

this song on repeat. my dress of the day before on the carpet. my eyes red from hopelessness. my fingernails uneven. my hair undone and falling out. my wrinkled nightgown. my damaged skin and bruised bones. my dreamcatchers defect. my polaroids fading. my unmade bed. the unfinished books on my nightstand. the cups of coffee … Continue reading i write when i'm sad

Naivety

I’ve been through much heartbreak, but still I love as deep as the Pacific waters I’ve been let down by more people than I can count, but still those people can always count on me I’ve been told so many lies, but I still believe there’s a truth in them They showed me all their ugly … Continue reading Naivety

life's getting better.

life’s getting better. the sun started to shine again. the mornings are lighter & the nights a little less heavy. the nightmares are gone. my mind is clearer now. my hands stopped shaking & my stomach doesn’t hurt anymore. my eyes aren’t burning anymore. my breath reminds me of being alive. i feel grateful. for … Continue reading life's getting better.

Proud

Sometimes I forget to be proud of myself. I’ve been so hard on myself ever since the day I was born. Always striving for perfection, feeling guilty when resting & feeling like I’ve never done enough, like I never tried hard enough. But God, how hard I tried, how hard I try, every day​ again. … Continue reading Proud