#10262015

[glimpse-of-life-blog1]

10/26/2015

So what will this be? I wish I had any idea. Will I post pictures? Quotes? Will I reblog things from other people, or will this be limited to my own words? I guess I have to answer these questions myself, but I really have no idea what I’m doing. Is my life even worth writing about? What’s so special about me, anyways?

-Mich, 10/26/2015

[rememberjamie]

I'm so happy I could melt❗️

[renaisssance]

10.26 I think I can like you

[rxcked]

Death can tear apart worlds. It can tumble, crash, and burn down entire universes. Death, literally, greatly impacts those around the departed. Death, figuratively, haunt and teach the living how to live on. The death of a relationship cannot destroy the world but it can destroy the world of a person. It can shrivel it to ashes and embers while, all the while, you suffer silently. The death of a dream cannot cause the people in the Earth to die out and it may not destroy the world but it will destroy the world of that specific person. Death itself is a gruesome thing, something everyone fears because we all fear the unknown. There’s no positive factors in dying, no such thing as a positive death but only unhappy and regretful ones. We regret all the decisions we couldn’t make and all the ones we have made already. Death is painful and it eats away everything in its path. The death of any relationships, the death of a lover, the death of an ambition are all lost causes and they can only be erased when you no longer wish to prosper or try any longer. So, live.

Inevitable Beings

(f.n.g.)