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Since You’ve Been Gone - Day 26

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erickimberlinbowley: The Loneliest Whale in the World. In 2004, The New York Times wrote an article about the loneliest whale in the world. Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem: She isn’t like any other baleen whale. Unlike all other whales, she doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover. She never had one. Her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 52hz. You see, that’s precisely the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And, with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by. Just imagine that massive mammal, floating alone and singing—too big to connect with any of the beings it passes, feeling paradoxically small in the vast stretches of empty, open ocean. Via Journey To My Dreams

erickimberlinbowley:

The Loneliest Whale in the World.

In 2004, The New York Times wrote an article about the loneliest whale in the world. Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem:

She isn’t like any other baleen whale. Unlike all other whales, she doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover. She never had one. Her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 52hz. You see, that’s precisely the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And, with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.

Just imagine that massive mammal, floating alone and singing—too big to connect with any of the beings it passes, feeling paradoxically small in the vast stretches of empty, open ocean.


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Sweet Serendipity: He/She replaced/dumped you...

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Yes it does suck, and for a while absolutely everything you see and do will remind you of him/her. It was like a part of you was missing. From experience, these wounds are still fresh for you and they are not going to heal overnight. There is no quick cure for a situation like this.

This may…

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Dear lord

I’ve fought every battle you have placed in front of me. I’ve given all my strength to make it til the next day. But god I’m tired of fighting. I’m tired of giving my best to the world to only be destroyed. I’m tired of having a good heart. I’m tired of hurting. W/e keeps me here day to day idk what it is. But god I’m at my limits. I have no more fight left in me. I give up I surrender. Idk why u think I’m so strong. Idk why you think I can handle all of this. Heavenly God I can’t. And this is my plea to you to save me from my myself for I am my enemy. I’ve battled with the devil night after night. I wake up each dawn to thank u for another day. I can’t live this two sided life anymore. If I’m living in hell lord take me now. If this is life lord take me now. I have no more fight left in me. Either the devil will win or you shall win ownership of my empty vessel that was once a body full of spirit and life. I cry out to u lord because I need you to win because I can’t win on my own. Lord …I’m tired


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Morning babble

I was on the phone with another boy last night. Nothing serious just bla. But the whole time I kept thinking this is the wrong voice. I don’t want to hear this voice I want to hear the voice I’m use to. You know 5months isn’t that long but it’s the only male ive been on the phone with and how I would sell my soul to the devil for that voice. For his smell for his hug. I miss him. He probably doesn’t know how much and I’m sooo wrong for missing him but Idc really. I can’t lie to myself any longer. My heart isn’t angry that I had to go through my situation alone. I’m not bitter resentful or anything just hurt confused and disappointed. But I’m getting better but I want us to get better too. But I want to wake up to your text and calls and fall asleep in your arms and curl up in a ball with u and listen to all your stories again. To sit in the car and sing and perform with each other. For u to laugh at my stupidity. For Me to say “forever” and u to say back “always and forever”. This was suppose to be it for us. We made a promise that no matter what we’ll make it work well get through it, so what happened. Shit I thought u were stronger than me that you could handle it better than me. That I would be the one to fail. But I didn’t. I stuck through it. I stayed there for u no matter what. Maybe wasn’t there physically but I’m here emotionally and if u ask what have I been doing all this time I can say waiting for u to come around. But how long can I wait. What am I waiting for. Idc really cause right now well from awhile ago I made my promise that this was it. No more heart break no more starting overs no more getting to know someone. We made that promise. I’ll keep my end up for as long as I can. But u. But u my friend what are u doing 3mins 45seconds away.


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