#same path

[pomniegranate]

Doesn't it suck when you're just trying your damnest to break down someone's walls to help them while they're verbally attacking and belitting you but because they took something you said the wrong way and as a personal attack instead, overlooking completely that you were just trying to help, even though you had absolutely no knowledge of what happened previously, that now you're the bad guy suddenly in the situation?

That's Pomni and Jax.

[fangirl-in-a-world-full-of-books]

The thing about roads is sometimes you happen upon them again. Sometimes you get another chance to travel down the same path.

Jill Santopolo, The Light We Lost

[tawassul-14]

Seven days walking

“ I was in the Alps and everyday I would go for the same walks on the snow,

and followed more or less the same route.

It snowed heavily and I began

to lose myself in the storm as in the state of meditation.

The shapes led by the cold, had lost their contours.

Without color, only their essence remained. After a while I began to realize that each time

I would see something different;

a light, an animal, a house, a person.

Something that I had not seen before.

I thought this is all similar to the creative process;

The times when you search,

the times when you feel lost,

and those when you sudenly discover something.

I thought of my walks as variations of the same things.

The same musical route,

In slightly different versions.

Time expands, time changes,

the gaze is lost in space,

the mind is transformed.”

-Ludovico Einaudi

[ambreignssmemories]

Sincerely I noticed that: Roman follow the same path of John 😬 It's clear that when John will retire, Roman will take his place and became a Face of WWE 😉 But he will do this in his way and will be the only and one Roman Reigns, not a "new John Cena" 🤙 (credits to owner)

[crmsnmth]

It Runs in the Family

Addiction was a gift from my father as we do lines on my twenty-first birthday so we could drink more and be drunk less And it worked until we ran out Happy birthday leads to a three day hangover alcohol poisoning and I'm lucky to be alive

Fast forward five years and I'm I can be found in a 24 hour Walgreen's bathroom using toilet water for the spoon my arms bruised and ugly The veins collapsed and dying my eyes sunken with bags underneath them Just because my heart was beating does not mean I wasn't a corpse I should have been in the morgue

It took awhile to get clean, to get a grip to stop spending all my time trying to die to wake up and remember just how to survive My hands were taken over by friends and family I held my head down in shame and entered that big brick building And I came out, finally alive new and freshly clean

I had hoped it wouldn't happen but now my brother's swimming in that water And I watch helpless wondering if that's how I became too In another life this wouldn't be so genetic we wouldn't all be who we are We'd have made it without the crutches But our last name brings excess on every single thing that the light touches I guess it just runs in the family

[nctrnm]

NctrnmFM(nctrnm.com): "New Direction, Same Path" by willowed.

[nctrnm]

NctrnmFM(nctrnm.com): "New Direction, Same Path" by willowed.

[nctrnm]

NctrnmFM(nctrnm.com): "New Direction, Same Path" by willowed.