brad

[arktohz]

30

[jannahflowers-deactivated201712]

[arktohz]

birds not meant to fly alone

[ryogas]

[road0flife]

[artofthewire]

[janasojka]

BLUE NIGHT

[octoberloved]

[yourbigsisnissi]

A part of being an adult is living with regret and not allowing it to consume you. The older you get, the more mistakes you’ve made, opportunities you’ve missed, people you’ve disappointed. And every day you have to remind yourself to be kind and forgiving of yourself. You accept and love the you from the past and understand that it’s all a part of the process. Then you move on and live your best life, knowing now as old as you feel today, you’ll never be this young again.

[sarahgraceryan-deactivated20211]

I need to learn this, so badly

[debbyryan]

I remember the moment I was born

I remember forty of them, maybe thirty clearly. I was born slowly as I watched you discover me, Born all at once when you went away I was born watching you realize you’d never know me, predict me, and can tap out my pulse on your faded jeans and still guess my dinner order wrong I watched you decide to trust me and I was born in the weight of it, I was born deciding to be worth that trust

I remember waking up gasping, born in my subconscious I was born when I realized betrayal can cripple the body and staystaystays in the attic of you Another birth when I was so scared and kept moving

I wasn’t as alive as I am before I lost something I built myself on I was born in a lifetime of watching my father’s body fail him in the strength he decides to employ in his determination to work Born watching my mother fight for her life Then again in her fight to rebuild Born watching my big brother discover love as a verb Born being so much to so many And nothing to anyone Born in hearing those I believed in begin to list and detail and compile like souvenirs the public figures they’d sleep with to get where I wanted to go, Watching them get there Realizing it’s not a victory I want, I was born in disappointment Born in having been used and disposed of Born on learning

Turning around and leaving my sacrifices behind Replacing college with life experience and seeing the exchange rate We all have debt So much debt We all have degrees

We’ve all been born, and then again; and then more We’ve all passed away from who we were, what we knew, the dreams we had and the person in the mirror we wanted to do right by

I was born when I saw you for the thousandth time and the way the tiny plastic light in your car struck your face and showed me another way to see the person I love Born when I recognized you Born when you weren’t who you’d been, and I didn’t recognize you Born the other day when you told me I’ve been reminding you of the one you knew before I broke Born when I learned boundaries Born when I learned to ask for what I need Born when I did it alone, Born in realizing we’re never alone

[arktohz]

i miss breathing

[arktohz]

i want to know if i had any control

i want to know if it’d comfort me

[arktohz]

the summer air that’s alive with the joy of itself

eventually is swallowed whole by the depth of the dark sky above

that’s the least of your concerns

you’re made of stone now so the wind can’t touch you

[arktohz]

These three things can’t be overstated: It was the kind of darkness that is so complete that it overthrows the shell of the person you think you are and reveals the depths of what is. The breeze blows through the car windows with the unmistakable odor of the will to live that the spring air often carries. She was more beautiful than the world’s most careful flower; her skin more luminous than the moon, her eyes wider than the sky, darker than the night, deeper than the waters of the world.

It was a good bye

[arktohz]

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You look on blankly on at your life harmlessly rocking against the demure shore “I can’t give you what you want” You mutter to the inept and esurient sands sheepishly The Earth responds with nothing as It should As you knew It would It's common to look at a crowd and forget they are just another island

[arktohz]

BRIGHT AS LIGHTNING LOUD AS THUNDER

[arktohz]

driven by the fear of what could be trapped in the prison of what if which am I? motivated or captivated

[arktohz]

Life

i’ll never acknowledge that I can die i’ll pretend I can’t be wrong i’ll talk to you like I matter to you i’ll act as content as can be but I know better