Lonely Friday Braids

April 07, 2017

~please tell me why so many of my posts are wordless?~
here are some words, darling

"I am not depressed.
I can still smile at pretty things.
And laugh when jokes are funny.
I can still talk to people.
And enjoy nice days.

But when I go inside,
When I am alone,
There is something broken.
And I fall into a sadness so sweet
That it engulfs me.
And the tears always fall
When I'm falling asleep.
And I miss something,
That doesn't exist.

I am not depressed.
I've just been sad for a while.
(so so sad)
But I can still find the light.
I can still smile."
- someone



  1. OH. MY. WORD... *is way too speechless* THESE PICTURES!!!
    wow. yeah, that's just-like wow.
    :O :O :O

    Sometimes I feel that if I do too many posts of just pictures, than people wouldn't like it. I try to alternate it evenly tho. But I srsly LOVE all of your pic posts girl!! XD

    1. THANK YOU!! <3 <3

      Ah yay! Someone else understands the struggles of an avid photographer!! :D Aww, thanks. I'm so glad you like them.

  2. Whoa, this was so inspiring! Wonderful photos, very sentimental. :)
    Okay, I'm so sorry but I just have to ask -- who's hair is that in photo fifteen? I can not think of who's hair it is! xD

    Beautiful poem, I enjoyed reading it.

    Amelia xxx

    1. Aww, thank you, Milly!! <3 Hehe, yes. xD
      That's my hair! :D Photo #4 is Sarah's, but yeah, 15 is mine. :)

    2. I can see why you're confused—the lighting in the photo definitely made my hair look sorta orange, but the other photos of my hair aren't really color correct either. I guess mine should sorta a mix between the two. xD
      Anyhoo . . .

  3. Didn't even recognize my own hair till I read your comment to Milly... πŸ™„

    1. LOL πŸ™„ That's hilarious.

  4. the words in this post ring so true
    i know the feeling to well
    lovely post

    1. Thanks, Elizabeth. I'm so glad you liked it <3

  5. Don't even ask me to choose my favorite picture. Don't even ask. I couldn't decide if my life depended on it! I love them all so much!
    I know I've mentioned this before, but you are really beautiful, Sophia. Really you are.

    Those words make me want to cry. They make me want to cry with all my heart because they are so true and they ring so so true in my soul.
    Life is a lonely road. Life is a long road. And I don't normally smile a lot. I'm not necessarily sad, I just don't want to smile. But I can. And little things like
    sunrises and the innocent eyes of a baby and silly faces and midnight chats with my sisters and friends and dried yellow roses and small containers and typewriters and old cameras and pencils and white paper and old books and plain but beautiful jewelry and old fashioned hats and paint brushes and clay and red raincoats
    make me smile with tears in my eyes and a rain clouds over my heart.
    I'm not depressed. Not usually.
    I'm just meloncholy
    I'm just alone
    And I'm just fine.
    Even as tears drip from my face
    Even as pain hurls from my mouth
    Even when I'm closed up, and shattered and thrown
    I'm okay.
    I'm looking.
    The light is out there somewhere.
    And I'll find it.

    1. Haha!! Thank you.
      Aww, thank you so much, Esther!! That is really sweet of you to say. <3 <3

      Ugh I know they do hurt don't they? <3 But they're beautiful.
      All those things are lovely xoxo I don't know what I would do without those little charming things in life. Midnight chats = the best.
      Your words are so true and they literally make me want to cry they are so heartbreakingly beautiful. I feel the same way, my darling. <3

    2. It's true though!
      They are! Haha sometimes sisters are fantastic!
      I can't tell you how nice it is to have a friend that understands me so well. Friends like you are rare and precious, dearest! <3<3<3<3

  6. Okay, I just read the poem ands now literally have NO WORDS! (And i had to comment againπŸ˜‰) did you write that? It is so amazing. Such truth and feel to it. I've felt like that before. I just really don't even know how to explain what that made me feel like. But I remember that feeling well.
    This was such a lovely post!

    1. Lol!! Glad you liked it. No, I didn't unfortunately. ;D
      I totally, totally know what you mean. I feel like that often—especially when people ask me to explain myself or beliefs in certain situations. I have this feeling . . . but I don't know how to explain or give reasons for my beliefs in words.
      Thank you!!

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    1. Thanks for commenting, LaKaysha. <3

  8. Lovely photos! <3


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