cryptic words bring comfort and then throw it away with any understanding i thought i had.
Love is a Verb
On the verge of snapping in half. And feeling so broke all I can do is hope that if I remember that You cant get through love on just a pile of IOUs, that maybe things will work out.
blessed.
You take two hearts and twirl them into one, their hearts and their bones, oh they won’t come undone.
life has been going pretty good lately. Just in case tumblr was, as usual, missing a sign of optimism. Glad i feel in a position to finally provide the optimism though.
que sera sera.
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and every stranger’s face I see reminds me that I long to be homeward bound…
Guess it’s one of those times where everyone seems like a stranger and home seems to be so far away from the room I’ve known for years. Maybe not far away, but closer to the only person that can always provide comfort and joy like nobody else.
…but all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity…
A picture is worth a thousand words, these are mine:
I took this picture at 12:30pm on December 15th, 2011 in Jonesville, New York. I took this picture 11 hours after I watched my uncle take his last breath. I took this picture on a rainy, cold, miserable day. I took this picture while heavily under the influence of hydrocodone. I took this picture while listening to How To Disappear Completely, because in that moment, that is all I wanted. I took this picture because it is a fucking shame I never was able to meet my grandfather. I took this picture because I didn’t know how to feel, I didn’t know where to go, and I didn’t know who to speak to but in my mind, I thought the dead could comfort the living. They cannot. I took this picture because I wanted to remember the intensity of losing someone you love, forever.
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never been in so much pain that i feel unable to move. legs shaking, shoulder aching and a hell of a day coming my way.
Because the sky is blue it makes me sad..
Love is old, love is new,
Love is all, love is you.
