It’s about how gentle you can be; with the rain that you’re touching, the grass you’re running on, the sunset you’re watching, the hands you’re holding, the flower you’re picking, the heart you’re feeling, the breath you’re taking; it’s about how gentle are
if nobody got me i know rue and jules .. Lol nevermind
You ever just wonder what is even out there? Like most of the people don’t even care, they give more attention to stupid little things like styling hair and following the latest trends (not calling you out btw) but why worry about that when there’s, like, this whole world out there that we have no idea about? The thing is, we don’t even know anything. There could be alternate realities split apart by each choice we make. There could be rips in the universe. Our minds could be floating around in outer space. We have no freaking idea and we choose to live our revolving around the stupidest, most pointless things! Do you hear that? WE. DON’T. KNOW. ANYTHING. And honestly all I want to do right now is figure out. But everyone thinks I’m insane, you know?
Fiction doesn’t exist to provide us with comprehensive instructions to navigate life. It exists to provide us with the perspective, questions, critical consideration, exploration, beauty, and escape we need to figure it out for ourselves.
'cause i got too much life
running through my veins
going to waste
The worst about it is that I’m proud
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It’s weird .physically I’m in my teens but mentally- spiritually if you will, I feel so old. So so old. As though I’ve lived a thousand lives and experienced a thousand scenarios each leaving me exhausted by the end . I feel the weight of all those lives sometimes; When I’m alone in my room . Gaze switching between each wall and then finally , meeting my ceiling-Where my mind explodes with thoughts while simultaneously remaining eerily barren.quite.empty.
so we could call it even you could call be babe for the weekend tis the damn season write this down staying at my parents’ house and the road not taken looks real good now time flies messy as the mud in your truck tires now i’m missing your smile hear me out we could just ride around and the road not taken looks real good now and it always leads to you in my hometown
life is so fun when you spend most of your days ignoring responsibilities, reading books, listening to music and dissociating from reality