#fullyalive

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I met a lovely man today.

Not often are men lovely,

Boy do I promise you he was.

Raised right.

You could tell.

Momma had a harsh hand but it came with results.

Within his silence was a cacophony of voices,

Ones yelling,

A few small whispers,

But the loudest was the one saying to keep quiet.

I wish I could hear those words so fighting to get out, alas I have been denied the sweet song of his innermost thoughts.

We talked.

And laughed.

With the promise of another time we went upon our merry ways.

I can swear on the stars above,

That there will be another moment we get to encapsulate in our minds.

And that will be my most cherished of memories.

[refusetodieunfinished]

“Don’t ‘should’ yourself into the grave.” -Kyle Cease

SOURCE: www.youtube.com/watch?v=kCVYqABGHqA

Refuse To Die Unfinished.

[aliyahsadventures]

I wept hard today. Like big ugly cry. Why is not important, I’m not sharing this for condolences or attention (seriously, please don’t feel bad for me). I’m sharing because I think it’s so important to let yourself feel deeply and I want to advocate for that. I felt moved to share this truth with you. Far too often I shove it down, busy myself and move forward. But it’s always there. Maybe you can relate? I don’t think I’m alone. But when I take the time to feel all the feelings without judgement there is so much beauty in that. To be bawling with sadness and yet have so much appreciation for how deeply I care and feel. To open the floodgates and let all my humanity spill out. To be SO fricking thankful that my life is this rich and full! My heart aches. My face hurts. And I am free. #tearswillsetyoufree . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #letitflow #vulnerabilityisstrength #truthwillsetyoufree #noteasy #butworthit #humanityfirst #inspireeachother #openyourheart #makeitrain #feelthefeels #uglycry #heartache #sograteful #fullyalive #wildandfree (at Toronto, Ontario)

[full-y-alive]

Algumas pessoas passam por nossas vidas, algumas ficam por pouco tempo, algumas ficam mais, e outras nunca vão embora. É difícil saber de imediato quem vai ficar, quem vai embora, ou quem simplesmente passou. É difícil lidar com aqueles que nos apegamos, e quando percebemos, já deram as costas, é difícil tentar entender o que há de errado conosco, a ponto das pessoas não ficarem em nossas vidas. Mas sempre que descobrimos porque alguém fica, deixamos tudo de lado pra viver momentos de intensidade, que jamais serão expressados em palavras, jamais serão esquecidos por aqueles que têm a memória amaldiçoada em lembrar cada detalhe, cada conversa, cada vez que riu olhando pro celular, porque aquela pessoa se empenhou em te ver feliz. A vida tem dessas coisas, um dia a gente tá mal, no outro a gente tem a melhor pessoa do mundo pra nos deixar tranquilos e esquecer um pouco os problemas. Cada vez que alguém passa ou fica na sua vida, uma marca ela deixa, e você sempre vai lembrar dela, seja por algo bom ou ruim. É bom quando a gente sente esse negócio de alma gêmea, de se sentir a vontade com quem se parece contigo, te entende, e te faz sentir segurança de si mesmo em qualquer momento, cada palavra vale, cada gesto vale, tudo faz sentido, e você se sente a pessoa mais sortuda do mundo, por ter encontrado alguém pra ficar na sua vida.

Fully Alive

[mydialect]

The Stars

As dark as you are,

I will use my light

To adore every single piece of you

Until you feel the same.

[mydialect]

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I have been in love four times in my life.

First with the world,

It was bright, shiny and new.

Every step I took showed me something new,

Never was I disappointed.

The color would fill my lungs and I felt whole.

I felt home.

My second time was with a boy,

The feeling of friendliness and warmth filled me up with every movement.

When he held my hand it was soft.

I trusted that I wouldn't feel hurt,

A feeling so smothering the effects lasted longer than you.

The third time was with myself.

The waves of softness would pass over me,

Every thought of future lead to growth.

Filling myself with the kindness that I deserved.

I know I deserved.

The fourth time was with the world once more,

While not new,

A bit less shiny,

It was mine.

I am loved and love in a space occupied as my own,

Existence in this state is that of calm.

[mydialect]

Sleep Tight

You say

You are

A light sleeper,

But,

As I cry,

For you,

You hear nothing,

But your own mind.

[mydialect]

Not Quite There

I am a building,

Ever standing still,

Ever listening.

I am but a freezer, one with a light.

To show the inside,

I am a cloud with a layer of rain inside my eyes.

Fogging my view.