I just want to be alone..
..but then you come around again and I feel new life in me. Only it comes and goes; much like you do. I hope you both come back to stay one day.
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I just want to be alone..
..but then you come around again and I feel new life in me. Only it comes and goes; much like you do. I hope you both come back to stay one day.
when they come back to you, please don’t take them back
It’s not out there. If you find it, more power to you. But it’s definitely not out there.
ugly today
ugly tomorrow
ugly forever
What if we were soulmates who just met at the wrong time?
Melly (ambiguities)
We’ve all been there at least once
Concept: you’ve been married to your wife for 3 years. You wake up in your bed before she does, your nose cold but your body warm. Careful not to wake her, you get out of bed and your toes curl when your feet hit the cold floor. You brew a pot of coffee and take a cup, making sure to leave enough for her. You pull on a big sweater and walk out onto your deck, sitting in a big wood chair to look out over the forest. The leaves are orange and edged with frost. All is quiet as the sun rises over the trees. You hear the door opening behind you and your wife sits down next to you, wrapping the comforter from your bed around both of you shoulders. You sit there like that until the sun is well up and your coffee cups are empty.
Oh my god. This is it. I want this so badly.
If only this were true.
Empty
It’s nights like this..when I can’t find comfort..that makes me really miss having someone to hold close. Makes me remember the times I had you and carelessly threw the covers off to get ready for work in the morning. I wish I could go back and put my arms around you and hold you closer to me for those 5 minuets longer..I wish I knew the last time I held you was going to be the last. Cause I miss you and this space hasn’t healed.
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Don’t love someone who can’t love you back.
Don’t love someone who won’t love you back.
Save yourself before it kills you.
We need the tonic of wildness…At the same time that we are earnest to explore and learn all things, we require that all things be mysterious and unexplorable, that land and sea be indefinitely wild, unsurveyed and unfathomed by us because unfathomable. We can never have enough of nature | Henry David Thoreau, Walden: Or, Life in the Woods Hurricane Ridge, Olympic National Park | Washington | Fog | ‘10
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