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It’s hard. isn’t it? When life.. is.
Meeting people and leaving people and loving people.

When a little boy so scared to make friends,
he hides in the bushes and talks to the ants,
and runs away from the snakes that chase him out.
Out in the big wide world where he meets more
leaves more
loves more.

When a girl who kneels on her bedroom floor
and can’t quite pick up the pieces
from the vase that she broke
from throwing her dreams around and around
it’s too hard.
and now it’s shattered.

When a man gets down on one knee
and prays to his goddess to please
please
love.
me.


Give me a reason to brave this harsh wind that blows against my soul.
wearing it down.
Tearing it down.
cut me and watch me bleed.
watch me overflow with feeling and emotion that’s too much for this little body to take.

because it’s all
so.
hard.

Courage

There’s something you should know about me: Before doing anything, I think of the worst case scenario.
When I board a plane, I find my seat, put my things away, close my eyes and imagine the entire plane crashing from the sky. I think of the massive explosion I might hear, the sound of people yelling, dying. The air screaming around my face as the cabin begins to de-pressurize, peanut packets, personal belongings blown about trying to squeeze through the tiny windows along with all our hope. I imagine myself grabbing my life jacket, getting into the emergency brace position and think about what my last words would be. I wonder who would be the last thought in my mind, the last name on my lips.

I open my eyes, and the air stewardess is offering me a hot towel to wipe my face with. We haven’t taken off, but I’ve gone through hell in my mind.

There’s something about imagining the worst, but doing it anyway.

In the midst of winter, I found within myself an invincible summer.

In the midst of winter, I found within myself an invincible summer.

damn straight.

damn straight.

And there it was. As clear as day, as glorious as the night. One could not tell where one ended and the other began. 

And there it was. As clear as day, as glorious as the night. One could not tell where one ended and the other began. 

(Source: alecsgrg, via classedupnightime)

It’s hard. isn’t it? When life.. is.
Meeting people and leaving people and loving people.

When a little boy so scared to make friends,
he hides in the bushes and talks to the ants,
and runs away from the snakes that chase him out.
Out in the big wide world where he meets more
leaves more
loves more.

When a girl who kneels on her bedroom floor
and can’t quite pick up the pieces
from the vase that she broke
from throwing her dreams around and around
it’s too hard.
and now it’s shattered.

When a man gets down on one knee
and prays to his goddess to please
please
love.
me.


Give me a reason to brave this harsh wind that blows against my soul.
wearing it down.
Tearing it down.
cut me and watch me bleed.
watch me overflow with feeling and emotion that’s too much for this little body to take.

because it’s all
so.
hard.

Courage

There’s something you should know about me: Before doing anything, I think of the worst case scenario.
When I board a plane, I find my seat, put my things away, close my eyes and imagine the entire plane crashing from the sky. I think of the massive explosion I might hear, the sound of people yelling, dying. The air screaming around my face as the cabin begins to de-pressurize, peanut packets, personal belongings blown about trying to squeeze through the tiny windows along with all our hope. I imagine myself grabbing my life jacket, getting into the emergency brace position and think about what my last words would be. I wonder who would be the last thought in my mind, the last name on my lips.

I open my eyes, and the air stewardess is offering me a hot towel to wipe my face with. We haven’t taken off, but I’ve gone through hell in my mind.

There’s something about imagining the worst, but doing it anyway.

#sisters

#sisters

In the midst of winter, I found within myself an invincible summer.

In the midst of winter, I found within myself an invincible summer.

damn straight.

damn straight.

(Source: g-eass, via classedupnightime)

And there it was. As clear as day, as glorious as the night. One could not tell where one ended and the other began. 

And there it was. As clear as day, as glorious as the night. One could not tell where one ended and the other began. 

(Source: alecsgrg, via classedupnightime)

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She was beautiful, in that quiet way that lonely, unnoticed people are beautiful to those who notice them.

In recovery. It's hard going but it's life.
CW: 90
GW: 94.6

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