Ver a Melanie Martinez finalmente recebendo o reconhecimento que merece é simplesmente lindo, depois de tanta dedicação, autenticidade e arte colocada em cada detalhe, é lindo acompanhar até esse momento.
Te amo, princesa. 💖
Quando eu tô olhando pro teto do meu quarto, tentando pegar no sono, mas aí eu começo a pensar demais e percebo que minha vida tá uma merda e q viver não faz mais sentido
Lloré sola, dormí sola, me desahogué sola, me calmé los ataques de ansiedad sola, me sentí sola, me aconsejé sola, comí sola, paso tiempo sola. Nadie vivió mi vida, ni lloró mis lágrimas, entonces nadie tiene derecho a juzgar mi forma de ser.
Psychology says some people avoid socializing not because they hate people, but because they can read them too well. They walk into a room and immediately sense the fake laughs, the hidden agendas, the performances. Their nervous system doesn't misread the signal, it just refuses to ignore it. Small talk feels like a tax they didn't agree to pay. Forced smiles cost them energy that takes hours to recover. They're not broken. They're calibrated differently. They don't avoid people. They avoid emotional labor that leads nowhere. When they do connect, it's deep, intentional, real. No masks. No games. Fewer friends doesn't mean loneliness. It means higher standards. That's not antisocial behavior. That's emotional intelligence.
Everyone is slowly dying inside :(
- Some stopped taking photos.
- Some lost interest in new clothes.
- Some hate love now.
- Some got used to loneliness.
- Some stopped meeting friends.
- Some stopped comparing.
Some just accepted what they couldn’t achieve.
The same people who once dreamed big are now just pushing through days.
Check on your people. Not everyone is okay.