with half the world on your shoulders
and half of it on mine
we are no longer burdened to the point of breaking
but only so much that we may lean on one another
and make everything whole once more
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with half the world on your shoulders
and half of it on mine
we are no longer burdened to the point of breaking
but only so much that we may lean on one another
and make everything whole once more
Imagine being a bear. No bills. You can scratch your back on a tree whenever you want. Seasonal weight gain is necessary. No judgement for sleeping 3 months at a time. It would be beary great.
3 ST∆TES
Got this image before sleep last night. How I presume my body is divided.
Zackk Barazowski
on the way
Open road
midnight in luster, norway
Leah Sobsey Murmuration
“i know very few things about myself, but i know this: the way laughter feels after crying is the absolute best. i know many facts about animals but the most important is that if you take one away, they all suffer. i know so little about the lives of the people i pass. but if there is one thing i understand about us: it is that no matter how often we are broken, the quiet and genuine kindness of humankind leaks out, in every situation. we give with no hope of being paid back, we defend our family with our own bodies, we act in small gentle ways that will never be noticed and never be thanked. i know this: i have met more than my fair share of people who are filled with bottled rage. but each is far outweighed by people who are good, who are filled with hope: it is simply that they are the softer ones. so yes, hate speaks loudly. it always does. but a firework is not a volcano, and love is the whole core of Earth. hate cannot hope to conquer us. we are each filled to the brim with love: we remember our nature. we hold on.”
— “Do you think the power of love is more powerful than that of hate?” - Short answer? Absolutely. // r.i.d
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