A Thought on Emotion

Emotion is beautiful. We seek happiness, don’t we? We seek the extremity of a feeling that could never be surpassed, that could never be taken away by anything but the fading of the moment.

Why not sadness, though? There is beauty in crying - the absolute release, the absolute surrender of yourself to pain. It falls out of you as teardrops, turns to wind as it passes through your lips as you yelp. It only fades away with time, when the energy fades and we fall asleep.

They’re two ends of the same spectrum. Could it be that instead of happiness, it’s extremity that we search for? Is it possible that the same way we share stories to bring ourselves to get us to laughter, that maybe we can share our stories to bring us to tears? And in that, through that absolute release, put ourselves back in the middle, ready to go either way, but ready to push.  Maybe on a different spectrum. 

What I mean by this is that if those moments weren’t desired, our bodies wouldn’t force tears out of our eyes. It’s just a different kind of outcome, but the same desire. And I hope that maybe looking at emotions are beautiful, emotions as extremities, as release, that maybe it’s just finding a way to tell that story - maybe it’s exactly that which will bring you back to the center.

3 days ago with 1 note

"See, you brought out the best of me. A part of me I’ve never seen. You took my soul and wiped it clean. Our love was made for movie screens."

1 month ago with 1 note

"If you loved me, why’d you leave me? Take my body, take my body. All I want is, all I need is, to find somebody. To find somebody."

1 month ago with 1 note

My Top 10 Fears

1. Loving someone who hates me.
2. Being really, truly alone.
3. Losing my memories.
4. Failing to achieve my goals.
5. Disappointing those I respect.
6. Losing someone I love.
7. A future of regret.
8. Confrontation
9. Speaking my emotions aloud.
10. Being surrounded by lies.

1 month ago with 3 notes

Whenever I see people’s coming out stories and hear that their parents would love them no matter what, it gives me hope that the day I tell mine, they’ll say the same. But at the same time, it makes me wish I was more comfortable with who I am, makes me wish that I had started with the certainty I have now, so I wouldn’t have to tell them and all of a sudden be someone different. By telling them, by being myself - does that make the person they thought they new any less real? That’s where my fear is - it’s not in telling them. It’s that I haven’t told them for so long - it’s taking off the mask on my face that sticks like calluses on my fingers.

2 months ago with 4 notes

"I found myself face down in a ditch, booze in my hair, blood on my lips. A picture of you holding a picture of me in the pocket of my blue jeans. Still don’t know what love means. Still don’t know what love means."

2 months ago with 6 notes

Happy S.A.D everyone! :) (Single’s Awareness Day)

3 months ago with 4 notes

How Girls Work

• Guy: You've been my best friend forever now, but I've been in love with you from the start.
• Girl: I love you... like a brother...
• *Two weeks later*
• Girl: Omg why can't I find a good guy who likes me for who I am?

3 months ago with 5 notes

"Are they ever coming back?” Bran asked him.
“Yes,” Robb said with such hope in his voice that Bran knew he was hearing his brother and not just Robb the Lord. “Mother will be home soon. Maybe we can ride to meet her when she comes. Wouldn’t that surprise her to see you ahorse?” Even in the dark room, Bran could feel his brother’s smile. “And afterward, we’ll ride north to see the Wall. We won’t even tell Jon we’re coming, we’ll just be there one day, you and me. It will be an adventure.”
“An adventure,” Bran repeated wistfully. He heard his brother sob. The room was so dark he could not see the tears on Robb’s face, so he reached out and found his hand. Their fingers twined together."

4 months ago with 11 notes

"We won’t say our goodbyes, you know it’s better that way. We won’t break, we won’t die - it’s just a moment of change."

4 months ago with 6 notes

Rest in peace Grampy :( you’ll be loved and missed

4 months ago with 0 notes

"Do they have radios in heaven? I hope they do. ‘Cause they’re playing my song on the radio and I’m singing it to you."

4 months ago with 0 notes

"When you spend your whole life waiting for someone to love you, you forget to love the little things that make you smile. And isn’t it your smile that makes you so easy to love?"

5 months ago with 0 notes

"Where were you when everything was falling apart?"

5 months ago with 8 notes