The Front Lines of Love
They say love is watching someone die, but I disagree. It takes a lot more love to watch someone live. To watch the agony they feel from heartache. To see the tears they cry from mourning. The pain isn’t pretty, but it means you’re alive.
Wed, 12th Mar — 0 notes
When people pass, the good memories are spoken of. Happy moments, birthdays, laughs. I want someone to remember the hard times, the sorrow, loss. They felt it with me. They were there as a comfort, as a rock, as a shield. So many people are standing at the beginning of the end to claim fame in your heart, and speak of your triumphs as if they somehow helped you in battle.
Even stars shine brightest before they dim out. Don’t forget about those who used your light to find their way, even on the brightest of days.
We need to rewire the system. We are raised in a culture filled with yes’s and no’s. Grey area is discouraged. You aren’t allowed to think and feel without someone else prefacing how you should do so.
Wed, 12th Mar — 0 notes
Do you think religions were created by someone coloring in the lines? Yet so often we follow suit, afraid of creating something life-changing.
How beautiful the world would be if we all put down our pens writing judgement and instead opened our souls to the potential of others.
Tue, 11th Mar — 26 notes
We talk about the sunsets that grow from our spines each time we hold each other. And to tell you, my back is too feeble to hold your light. But as long as my wounded heart still believes in the treasure map buried in the archipelago of your soul, I’ll stay.
We’re all waiting for a walking promise to tell us that we’re not as bad as we think we are.
I am always whole when with you. Always.
Mon, 10th Mar — 762,039 notes
i think freckles, stretch marks, tattoos, bruises, birthmarks and scars are probably the coolest thing, you started with almost a blank canvas and look at u now, all this evidence that you’ve lived and the sun has shone on you and you’ve grown and maybe tripped up a few times and liked an image so much u made it a permanent part of u, beautiful.
That’s one of the most uplifting things I’ve read
This needs to get passed around more
there is so much i want to say. i just cant stop feeling like there are greater things out there worth noticing. i want to explore. i want to run until ive found myself lost in the beauty of the world around me. i want to lose myself in the feeling of ecstasy you can achieve from the purest, most…
this is relevant.
Mon, 10th Mar — 2 notes