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You read me fairy tales
'Till I was terrified to sleep
But in the morning they would disappear
Just like my dreams
You told me not to worry
'Bout make believe
Nothing's gonna hurt you
Here with me
But I was just a child, now I'm
Not scared of giants
They're only monsters in my head
I'm not fighting pirates
I know that there ain't no treasures left
Just a whole damn world
And it's a fucking mess
Should be starting a riot
But I'm too depressed
After school I'd wait
And hope that you'd be coming soon
If you were late I was afraid
In case the boogie man was true
You told me not to worry
'Bout make believe
He will never hurt you
Here with me
But I was just a child, now I'm
Not scared of giants
They're only monsters in my head
I'm not fighting pirates
I know that there ain't no treasures left
Just a whole damn world
And it's a fucking mess
Should be starting a riot
But I'm too depressed
I'm so dislocated
I'd so love to hate it
Too much overthinking
All my spirits sinking
'Not Scared Of Giants' ~Kovacs~
Life is about hate replaced by love, about accepting what comes our way
and about looking back and smiling.
The clock it taunts me
Tells me I should be
30000 feet in the air but I'm only six feet
Still drowning in the thought
I'll never be enough
Looking at myself and thinking he doesn't deserve your love
I can't escape the feeling
I'm not human, it's just a subliminal act
I think I'm losing my mind
Working overtime
'Til my heartbeat stops on a dime
I think I saw a ghost
Staring back at me through the mirror
They're reaching through my soul
As I dissociate the feeling of feeling again
Nostalgic memories of my past haunt me at night
While nightmares of my future possess my mind
I'm staring at these walls I
Think I might go insane
How can I feel something
When nothings felt the same?
I guess it's wishful thinking
That I could live a life
Without the torment of my demons and their knives
I think I saw a ghost
Staring back at me through the mirror
They're reaching through my soul
As I dissociate the feeling of feeling again
I'm overthinking my whole life
'Til the point I feel numb inside
But I'm still an emotional softie
Can't handle it when I cry
I get overwhelmed with emotions
Feels like I'm lost with motion
I'll live my life in la vie en noir
Dansant avec les morts
I think I saw a ghost
Staring back at me through the mirror
Don't recognize myself
As I dissociate the feeling of feeling again
Uh na-na-na-na
Uh na-na-na-na
Uh na-na-na-na-la-ta-da
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And I start to feel anxiety
There were times I couldn't even breathe
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Locked in my head
Can't find the strength to get out of bed
'Cause these days I've been washed out, washed out
I'm running from myself
Losing focus I've been washed out, washed out
Yeah, I've been going through hell
I'm so done with all these sleepless nights
I got all these demons in my mind
And they're haunting me until I overdose
Let me go
Need to get out of this burning cage
Wanna find the key and run away
'Cause I'm over-overthinking
Here We Go Again... What Could Possibly Go Wrong?
Just Keep Rowing
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After several adventures involving animals, insects and one particularly argumentative lump of clay, Pippa decided it might be nice to try something peaceful.
Rowing.
A beautiful lake.
Fresh air.
Gentle exercise.
No alpacas.
Pippa liked the sound of this already.
When she arrived at the rowing club, the lake was almost perfectly still.
Ducks drifted lazily across the water, sunlight danced on the surface, and several little boats moved effortlessly between the trees.
It looked wonderfully relaxing.
The instructor smiled as he helped Pippa into one of the boats.
“Have you ever rowed before?”
“No.”
“Don't worry. It's easy once you get the hang of it.”
Pippa had heard variations of this sentence before.
They rarely ended well.
He showed her how to hold the oars.
“Nice and relaxed. Pull them both evenly towards you.”
Pippa nodded.
Simple.
She pulled.
The boat moved backwards.
Pippa stopped.
She looked behind her.
Then at the instructor.
“It's going the wrong way.”
The instructor smiled.
“That's how rowing works.”
Pippa looked at the boat.
This seemed like information that might have been useful before getting into it.
“So I'm travelling that way...”
“Yes.”
“While looking this way?”
“Yes.”
Pippa considered this.
She had identified what she considered a fundamental design flaw in rowing.
She was expected to travel towards somewhere...
while looking at where she'd already been.
Still, Pippa was determined.
She tried again.
Both oars into the water.
Pull.
The boat moved.
Pippa smiled.
“I've got it!”
She pulled again.
The boat turned left.
“Keep the oars even,” called the instructor.
Pippa corrected herself.
The boat turned right.
“Both together!”
Pippa tried again.
The boat appeared to reconsider left.
Within a few minutes, Pippa had successfully travelled in almost every direction...
apart from the one intended.
The instructor rowed effortlessly alongside her.
“Don't overthink it.”
Pippa wasn't aware there were enough thoughts involved in rowing for this to be possible.
She glanced towards the little sign beside the boathouse.
RELAX... EASY DOES IT
Pippa was beginning to notice that adventures often came with signs containing extremely optimistic advice.
She took a breath.
“Right. Relax.”
Pippa pulled gently.
The boat moved beautifully through the water.
Straight.
Smooth.
Effortless.
Pippa's face lit up.
“LOOK! I'M DOING IT!”
“You are!”
For several glorious moments, everything worked.
Then the instructor called across.
“Where are you trying to go?”
“The boathouse.”
There was a pause.
The instructor looked towards the boathouse.
Then at Pippa.
Then at the direction Pippa was travelling.
“Right.”
Pippa recognised that particular use of the word right.
It wasn't good.
“Am I going the wrong way?”
“Not exactly.”
Pippa waited.
“You're just going away from where you want to be.”
Pippa looked over her shoulder.
The boathouse was becoming noticeably smaller.
“Oh.”
She attempted to turn around.
The left oar went forward.
The right oar went backwards.
The boat rotated.
Pippa corrected it.
It rotated the other way.
A duck passed her.
Pippa turned again.
The same duck appeared to pass her for a second time.
Pippa wasn't entirely sure whether the duck had come back...
or she had.
Eventually, after considerably more rowing than the distance seemed to justify, Pippa found herself pointing towards the boathouse.
The instructor smiled.
“Perfect. Now just keep going straight.”
Pippa nodded.
Straight.
She could do straight.
Several minutes later, she reached the landing stage.
Not elegantly.
Not quickly.
And possibly from an angle nobody at the rowing club had previously attempted.
But she had arrived.
Pippa stepped carefully onto dry land.
The instructor smiled.
“So, what did you think?”
Pippa looked back across the lake.
She had enjoyed it.
The sunshine.
The water.
The peace and quiet.
Even the duck.
“I loved it.”
“Would you do it again?”
Pippa considered this.
“Absolutely.”
She looked at the boat.
“Although next time...”
“Yes?”
Pippa smiled.
“I'd quite like one where I can see where I'm going.”
Behind her, the little sign still read:
RELAX... EASY DOES IT!
Pippa nodded at it.
Easy was perhaps overstating things.
But she had kept rowing.
Mostly in the correct direction.
And for today...
that was quite enough.
Made with my Second Life avatar, Ai and edited in Photoshop
༺ Photography and Story by Pippa ༻
My friends, they wanna take me to the movies
I tell 'em to fuck off, I'm holding hands with my depression
And right when I think I've overcome it
Anxiety starts kicking in to teach that shit a lesson
Oh, I try my best just to be social
I make all these plans with friends and hope they call and cancel
Then I overthink about the things I'm missing
Now I'm wishing I was with 'em
Feel like I'm always apologizing for feeling
Like I'm out of my mind when I'm doing just fine
And my exes all say that I'm hard to deal with
And I admit it, yeah
But all my friends, they don't know what it's like, what it's like
They don't understand why I can't sleep through the night
I've been told that I could take something to fix it
Damn, I wish it, I wish it was that simple, ah
All my friends they don't know what it's like, what it's like
[Selena Gomez:]
Always wanted to be one of those people in the room
That says something and everyone puts their hand up
Like, "If you're sad put your hand up
If you hate someone, put your hand up
If you're scared, put your hand up"
Feel like I'm always apologizing for feeling
Like I'm out of my mind when I'm doing just fine
And my exes all say that I'm hard to deal with
And I admit, it's true
But all my friends, they don't know what it's like, what it's like
They don't understand why I can't sleep through the night
And I thought that I could take something to fix it
Damn, I wish it, I wish it was that simple, ah
All my friends they don't know what it's like, what it's like
[Julia Michaels & Selena Gomez:]
I got all these thoughts, running through my mind
All the damn time and I can't seem to shut it off
I think I'm doing fine most of the time
I think that I'm alright, but I can't seem to shut it off
I got all these thoughts, running through my mind
All the damn time and I can't seem to shut it off
I think I'm doing fine most of the time
I say that I'm alright, but I can't seem to shut it off
Shut it, shut it, yeah
But all my friends, they don't know what it's like, what it's like
They don't understand why I can't sleep through the night
I've been told that I could take something to fix it
Damn, I wish it, I wish it was that simple, ah
All my friends they don't know what it's like, what it's like
Li-i-i-i-ike
What it's like, what it's like
Hmm...
What it's like
I love this song
... some are bad and make you sad or angry, ...
... some are special and make you overthinking, ...
... some are wonderful and make you happy, ...
They all have one thing in common: they stir up emotions in you.
A surprisingly wonderful encounter on a wonderful morning...
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Have a wonderful Tuesday ahead!
“Sometimes I sits and thinks, and sometimes I just sits...”
― A.A. Milne
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How you got me acting this way
Burning the candle from both sides
You’re giving me quite the reputation
Oh you got me stepping out of line
But baby without you
I can’t feel the heat of the night ♥
Just a random snap - and a big time mood.
This photo I did because I have been in a relationship like this with secret and lies.
One min its the I love yous... and then the next stop being stupid..
Then you think everything is fine and happy... But then you come to find out the person is talking to someone else... You are begging and screaming to get them to notice you more and more... But all they are doing is talking shit behind your back....
Your Crazy.... Your overthinking... I hate you... I don't care if you leave.... no one will ever love you... You will have to tell everyone we are not together anymore... they will put it all on you and make you look like the crazy one...
Don't let someone treat you like this... Because you the strong one.... and you can say FUCK YOU...
This Photo is for Kim Lockheart
Because she is in a very toxic relationship.
Avery Anna - Narcissist
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Out of touch with my feelings
I can't help it if I'm happy or sad
Today I cried for no reason
Made me feel like a psychopath
I should hate you 'cause I love you
You should hate yourself for treating me like that
We both know you only love you
Did you know they have a name for that?
You say that I'm crazy
You say that you're sorry
Won't happen again
You say I'm dramatic
I'm overreacting
And maybe I am
And I know you'll get over me
But can you get over yourself?
Before you go and love somebody else
You should probably get some help
My parents don't like you
Why would they want to?
After they found me crying on the bathroom floor
I don't even like me anymore
'Cause you say that I'm crazy
You say that you're sorry
Won't happen again
You say I'm dramatic
I'm overreacting
And maybe I am
And I know you'll get over me
But can you get over yourself?
Before you go and love somebody else
You should probably get some help
You lose your voice when you yell too much
Don't say you love me until you mess up
Phone calls past twelve o'clock, wanting me back
Don't you know that they got a name for that?
You say that I'm crazy
You say that you're sorry
Won't happen again
You say I'm dramatic
I'm overreacting
And maybe I am
And I know you'll get over me
But can you get over yourself?
Before you go and love somebody else
You should probably get some help
It is okay to feel lost sometimes.
It does not mean you have failed.
It does not mean you are broken.
It simply means you are human, navigating a life that does not always come with clear directions.
We all have moments where the path feels uncertain, where we question everything, even ourselves. That is part of growing. Part of becoming.
So if you are feeling lost, give yourself permission to pause. Breathe. Take one small step forward. It is okay to not have all the answers. You do not have to have it all figured out right now.
Start small.
Take one gentle step in the direction of what feels right, even if you are unsure where it leads.
Listen to your heart, lean into what brings you peace, and trust that clarity will come in time.
You are not alone in this feeling, and you will not feel this way forever.
Keep going, even slowly, because moving forward does not always look like running. Sometimes, it looks like simply standing up, or choosing to begin again.
You are doing better than you think. You got this.
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It's been lonely, trying to get your attention from a thousand miles away
And you know me, always overthinking the worst possibilities
Yeah, we both know, in between you and me, there's an ocean
Castaway in a sea and it's frozen
I'm exposed, can't you see, all I need is a little warmth
Without your arms around me
Without you on my skin
Without you on my body, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I don't mean to be desperate, or pretend that I'm not torn
But I don't want to let go of the things that keep me warm
Without you I'm just cold...
You give me butterflies
Heartbeat
I know you're nervous in the same room
Eyes meet
Nobody else should know what we do
I feel your eyes
Run down my spine
Just say you're mine
You give me butterflies
You give me butterflies
Too close
No one but you me and God knows
Our souls
Are getting farther from our God's throne
I feel your eyes
Run down my spine
Just say you're mine
You give me butterflies
You give me butterflies
Tell me that we're more than just this overthinking stolen glances
Kiss me like no one else exists
You give me butterflies
You give me butterflies
You give me butterflies
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Well, summer slipped us underneath her tongue
Our days and nights are perfumed with obsession
Half of my wardrobe is on your bedroom floor
Use our eyes, throw our hands overboard
I am your sweetheart psychopathic crush
Drink up your movements, still I can't get enough
I overthink your punctuation use
Not my fault, just a thing that my mind do
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Normally the pictures are home long before we are, such is the marvel of modern cloud storage. At some point after each session I’ll log onto the hotel Wi-Fi and upload the raw files into the invisible hard drive in the troposphere. A fourth layer of insurance and a decisive one too - as long as the cloud doesn’t fall out of the sky at any point. But when the onboard Wi-Fi package costs eighteen pounds a day, the digital path to the heavens is cut off for the duration of the trip by the law of simple economics, and three separate storage devices will have to suffice until we get home. Eighteen pounds a day for goodness sake! Are the clouds that float above the ship gold plated? Do the signals have to be beamed to the USS Enterprise and back?
Still, the camera holds two cards which record everything simultaneously, and then there’s the external hard drive to back them up with. I tried storing them on the laptop itself as well, but I’ve taken so many pictures that it soon started to grumble about space constraints, especially if I started trying to work on any of them. Run a denoise routine - and there are plenty of shots that needed a bit of help when taken handheld at nearly four hundred millimetres - and the thing starts whirring furiously and throwing out more heat than a nuclear reactor. I’d hate to lose images from any trip, let alone one that offers the huge number of unique views this one was rewarding us with. You can say what you like about cruising, but there isn’t really any other way to see the land from this kind of perspective unless you’ve got a drone the size of a small helicopter. Or preferably a large helicopter and a pilot so you can sit in the passenger seat and concentrate on the views. But all of that sounds very drastic, and besides which the chances of there being a buffet on board are probably non-existent. Up here on deck, you’re never more than a hundred yards from a cup of tea and a chocolate brownie.
We were heading west out of Alesund at the end of a warm and sunny afternoon, making our way out to open sea before turning south towards Stavanger, the final Norwegian port of the trip. I spent an hour or two up on the sun deck, moving around from the bow to the stern, from port to starboard and back again, not wanting to miss a thing. It’s really quite something, sailing along such a dramatic and beautiful coastline. Every few minutes opens up a brand new view, or changes one you’ve already seen so drastically that you end up looking at it all over again with fresh eyes. Suddenly a gap might appear and reveal a huge fjord that until now was hidden between headlands where the shoulders of white mountains plunge down towards the sea. With the landscape changing as each minute passes, there’s no time to overthink compositions. You’re never sure what’s coming next, but the chances are it’ll be worth waiting for. All you can do is keep taking pictures and hoping that at least some of them will be up to scratch when they’re opened up on a larger screen later.
For a while there had been a series of islands and skerries of various sizes popping up along the starboard side, but as we began to move further out from the port we came to a point where nothing remained except for open sea. So I went down to our port facing cabin, where I could pull up a chair on the balcony and watch the passing of what landscape remained before moving further out to sea. And while I was there, out came the laptop. I’d stop now, settle with what I had already taken and get everything saved onto that third storage device. With this last session backed up on the hard drive, I shut the computer down and put everything away. And then a few minutes later everything was out again, as a shaft of late evening sunlight brushed a soft glow over one small area of the landscape with the subtlety of a Rembrandt. Better to have the camera within arm’s reach at all times until it’s completely dark, because there’s always another moment waiting for after you’ve switched off, and it doesn’t usually last for long.
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The pattern on each sphere looks like a piece of tartan and I can hear chatter. Like the Scots have shown up for the concert. Maybe I'm overthinking it? :)
This exhibit is hosted by the Rockaway Artist's Alliance at Ft. Tilden, Rockaway, Gateway National Recreation Area.
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When you’re half asleep
Caught up in your dreams
Overthinking things
I hope that you’ll think of me
And what could’ve been
Now we’re nothing
Tell you something
Baby you’re dead to me
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♫ We never got it right
Playing and replaying old conversations
Overthinking every word and I hate it
'Cause it's not me
And what's the point in hiding?
Everybody knows we got unfinished business
And I'll regret it if I didn't say
This isn't what it could be (Isn't what it could be)
You could break my heart in two
But when it heals, it beats for you
I know it's forward, but it's true
Won't lie, I'd go back to you ♫
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Say, tell me where you been?
I've been scared of losing things
Maybe you could set me free
That's not me, that's not me
We could make it something sweet
There's no need to overthink
Really just don't wanna be temporary
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Happy eyes
that have grown weary of looking.
Naked eyes that defy death,
that shine without fear.
A besieged gaze
with a scattered peephole,
without the old grudges
of a guilt that dreams of faith.
Eyes that cannot find
the gaze of exile,
the one that yearns for sincere colors
without its own tears.
The gaze flees
because so much has rained
that it merges with the weeping of desolation.
Eyes of mourning
of startled memory,
of shameless sadness
of a starry sky.
A sweet gaze
that survives people
and their defeat.
Eyes that smell of spring
of the nostalgia of silence,
of cold sheets
that defy courage and torture.
A faint gaze
weary,
that wears down ideas from overthinking them.
Eyes without pretexts
that sell nostalgia
without its abyss.
A simple gaze
that shelters the stumbles
and their panic.
Eyes that beat against the eyelids
until they want to convince me,
always celestial without so much pretense.
A gaze at the window
clandestine, unsociable,
without even blinking.
Enslaved eyes
distracted by the TV,
blue and radiant.
A gaze in reverse
how can I not love it,
its sadness lives on
with the years and the perfect writing.
Let them tell the eyes and their gaze
that everything will be green,
as far as the sea and the stars reach
hunger and its light.
by adame.vm
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