Whiskey Words And A Shovel Quotes

you kill your future by mourning the past

nothing is louder than overthinking after midnight

I hate it the way the heart takes too long to figure out what the mind already knows

be good to yourself you're the only you you'll ever get

you are the light that most men will never deserve

Loving the wrong person is self-harm

I hate the moments between meeting someone and leaving someone there’s this brief feeling of trust before the paranoia that seeps in once you begin to realize that they’re just like everyone else you’ve met before different person same bullshit

my most dangerous habit is overthinking

I'm just a fucked-up lover searching for someone who will understand my scars and never leave my side

you can't force someone to realize that you're what's best for them

it's funny how much a person's true colors shine after they've gotten what they wanted from you

smiling with sad eyes I’ve seen what you’ve been hiding

talk about her mind compliment her eyes more she's too rare for average compliments

I don’t remember the time where a smile actually meant happiness sadly, so many of my peers only smile to hide things

my mind whispers to itself all those lovers but none of them loved you

she wants a man who doesn't want anyone else but her

encouragement IV. instead of teaching women how to keep a man let's encourage them to be the greatest things to and for themselves a woman's value is not validated by her ability to attract and or keep a man

you are strong, intelligent you are worth it, you are beautiful and you deserve so much more than you have allowed and accepted

sometimes I wish you waited for me instead of wasting your efforts on temporary distractions until I arrived

with lightning. she is a storm a magnificent force writing her life’s story in lightning

she kept dancing. the ground beneath her shaking the foundation she stood upon began to crumble unbothered by the destruction she danced like flames at a bonfire

your strength is your magic never lose it

absence and peace. your absence taught me how to live without you time away taught me to find peace in being alone

emotional CPR. we try our hardest to force life into things that must die and that’s what hurts the most

The library is therapy for those with minds like mine.

I’m just a fucked-up lover searching for someone who will understand my scars and never leave my side

truth of self. to be honest with myself I was never what you wanted I was just the one you settled for

Forgiveness I'm still trying to forgive myself for all the things I failed to become. I'm still trying to make peace with all the broken pieces of my past.

bargaining using sex either way you get screwed

14kt. woman you are a poem written in ink derived from gold

I was searching for peace in the middle of chaos. I was searching for a love in the midst of hate.

thank you for seeing the stars within my soul when all I saw was pain scars and darkness

deadly habit. my most dangerous habit is overthinking

(self-love) One day your love for yourself will outweigh the love that keeps you holding onto someone who chooses to hurt you; one day the love for yourself will be your strength- that love will be more than enough reason for you to walk away for good.

I've always given myself in small doses and sometimes nothing at all careful not to share the best parts of myself with someone who could turn out to be the wrong person protective in terms of my heart and soul understanding that most of the people I meet will fall short of my expectations and so I've learned to expect nothing sometimes my emotional switch remains off you can't get hurt if you feel nothing

no words. silence says the things we struggle to say

falling for someone doesn’t mean they’ll catch you loving someone doesn’t make them deserve you

just because she’s patient doesn’t mean you should make her wait

silent thought. forced to feel like my all was less than enough I struggle with the idea of anyone loving me unconditionally

I witnessed her heart shatter into a million pieces as I struggled to watch but even after all of that even after the tears drowned whatever joy she had left she found the strength to pick up the pieces and that was truly beautiful she is strong, she is you

the heart vs. the mind. I hate it the way the heart takes too long to figure out what the mind already knows

more. she’s not easily impressed shallow compliments have no meaning it takes a bit more work to flatter her she needs more she deserves more

I usually become a ghost to those who no longer deserve my time

notes to the neglected ones II. no one taught you to love you and that’s your biggest problem searching for validation in people who will never accept you for you being made to feel like you’re not good enough trying to prove yourself to those who will never be good enough for you

before any proposals. the idea of getting married scares me but not in the way you’d think my fear stems from realizing that I am truly alone and that I’ll have no family in attendance my fear is in being reminded that I have nothing more to offer than myself and throughout time that has never been enough for anyone including my family

can’t be life. sadly, so many people are setting the bar really low in terms of their personal lives working a job they hate content with struggling settling for relationships that aren’t actual relationships life for so many is not living at all and that’s the problem you get what you allow watching others live life instead of living your best life and they wonder why everyone is self-medicating suppressing their pain pretending to be happy instead of trying to cultivate a lifestyle that brings them peace

Drown Overwhelmed by a sea of emotions. Sometimes you have to drown to learn how to swim.

Broken but magic There's still magic in a heart that's been broken

And still Your heart is fractured but it's still valuable.

Magic One day someone will look at you with magic in their eyes because that's what you are.

and I refuse to allow myself to provide an emotional reaction to those who are not worthy of my energy

under stars. meet me here beneath the stars near the moon in the dark I’ve been waiting for someone like you

beneath everything love me to the bone beneath the nerves beyond my mistakes beneath my veins and even as my heart breaks love me entirely or not at all

good book a good book is something you can reread over and over yet it never loses its intrigue that's the type of love I want that's the type of love I deserve

I am, you are I am enough just not for you and that's okay

Comparisons I compared her to the moon because even in darkness she remained beautiful. I compared her to a sunrise because I'd awake before her to witness the opening of her eyes.

gift of the broken. it hurts but I find myself pretending to be fine "I’m okay" has become my favorite lie and my smile is usually a mask that hides the truth in what I feel I’ll say nothing because you’ll think I’m weak I’ll say nothing and let my silence speak the gift and curse of the broken being able to hide behind lies of happiness the gift of being strong in a moment of weakness

Often pretending Sometimes it hurts to be strong. Sometimes it hurts to be the one who seemingly never needs help. Drowning in your own emotions. Pretending to enjoy the rain while hoping for more sunshine.

it rarely gets easier the late nights under the moon restless, unable to retrieve peace slowly losing yourself so far from who you were and though it doesn’t get any easier you find yourself strengthened by the pressures of the world

used to it you're so used to being hurt that you don't know how to allow real love in you're so used to the heartache that your heart anticipates being broken you're so damn used to the lies that even the truth appears to be unbelievable

oh, broken soul you're a mess. you've been broken. you're guarded. you have baggage, but I'm not afraid to stand beside you. I'm willing to help carry whatever it is that may be dragging you down. I'm willing to climb the wall you've built. I love you for who you are. even when you think your soul isn't good enough to reap the benefits of my love.

there’s just something about her the type of high my mind craves. She is the feeling of late night after hours on Fridays. She’s my good time girl whenever I’m stressed out she she helps me cope, like an actor doing lines. She’s always been my Coke.

encourage her to be the type of woman that sounds weak man running the other way

reminders. you kill your future by mourning the past

all lies. they were all lies, she thought to herself while picking up the pieces of her own heart

a war with self. it's difficult it's been painful it's been weighing you down you know it's time to let go you know you deserve more you know he's not who he used to be blinded by love your emotions betray you every time it's the constant battle between what you know and how you feel

just be. woman be strong be educated be opinionated be independent you will only offend the weak you will only frighten the closed-minded and you will never be appreciated by those who don’t deserve your presence and that’s completely fine

life is too short to lose sleep over a living nightmare

and you were a nightmare wrapped in something beautiful a disaster presented as a gift

loving someone doesn't make them the one

betrayal makes the heart fragile handle yourself with care

unhealthy relationships are dead things waiting to be buried

I was faced with the realization that I never needed you

I was faced with the realization that I never needed you

women are made to appear crazy by the very men who drive them to a place of insanity

being cold was better than the warmth you failed to provide

she's full of pain but filled with fight

loving you meant that I didn't love myself

buried alive under my own expectations

I fear loving the wrong person and so I choose to not love at all

he moved on she stayed there waiting afraid to be alone though loneliness was all she’d ever felt while being with him

one day your love for self will outweigh the love that keeps you holding on to someone who chooses to hurt you one day the love of self will be your strength that love will be more than enough reason for you to walk away for good

you were everything I should have avoided but I stared into your potential instead of paying attention to our reality the truth is, you were never the one and I can finally admit it

sadly, so many people are setting the bar really low in terms of their personal lives working a job they hate content with struggling settling for relationships that aren’t actual relationships life for so many is not living at all and that’s the problem you get what you allow watching others live life instead of living your best life and they wonder why everyone is self-medicating suppressing their pain pretending to be happy instead of trying to cultivate a lifestyle that brings them peace

insanity driven. women are made to appear crazy by the very men who drive them to a place of insanity

t.b.h. sometimes I wish you waited for me instead of wasting your efforts on temporary distractions until I arrived

Silence, my friend I've been hurting and I can't find the words to explain what I truly feel. And if I could, I don't believe you'd be able to comprehend the words within my soul. This is why I say nothing. As if silence is my only friend.

after 3. it's after 3 a.m. and I can't sleep. my mind won't quiet down, and my soul can't help but wander. lying here, still appearing peaceful. But there's chaos deep within me. Struggling to close my eyes.

my scars these scars remind me that I survived everything meant to destroy me

Sleep You know what's painful sleep is no longer a means of rest. It's something most of us do in order to forget the things that tear us up emotionally. Something that most fail to achieve. Lying there wide awake, drowning in an ocean of their own thoughts. We're all the same. We're all seeking relief.

Release Sometimes crying means letting go. Sometimes the only way to empty yourself of a person is to shed tears.

Strength Truth is you're not okay, but you will be. You'll hold on, but you'll let go. It'll be difficult, but you'll do it. You're feeling weak, but be strong.

Painful truth I've come to realize that those who smile the most usually shed the most tears in secret. And those who laugh the hardest are usually the ones who cry the loudest.

Interlude for the survivor the pain means you're alive. the scars mean you've survived.

Too much Too tired to sleep. Too tired to start over. Too depressed to say a word. I've been there. It gets better. Just give it time.

Heavy heart Every day a war zone. You're constantly fighting for your own sanity in search of your own peace. Smiling instead of crying. Laughing instead of breaking down. You deserve a break. This night is yours. Tonight your heavy heart deserves the light.

Avoidance You are rare. I mean, there's something inside you that can't be found elsewhere. Avoid anyone who treats you like you're ordinary. Avoid anyone incapable of seeing what you've always seen in yourself.

put your phone down. social media has made us less social we observe the lives of others instead of living out our own dreaming instead of doing liking what we see while hating what we do

connections. connect with someone who makes time to connect with you

midnight noise. nothing is louder than overthinking after midnight