Just Dance

19 Mar 2015 0 No tags
As a kid, I was full of jokes. In fact, a day never went by that I didn't find myself in the middle of a prank. I loved to smile, and I loved to laugh. But more than anything, I loved to dance. Unfortunately, somewhere along the journey, life stole that childlike innocence from me.  I no longer had time to laugh or dance as I was too busy trying to prove to the world around...
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Just Die Already

12 Mar 2015 2 , ,
I was young when my grandfather died so the exact details of that last hospital visit seem as distant as a foreign country. To my understanding, he suffered from a heart attack that subsequently left him holding on to life by way of machine. I was too young to make sense of the entire situation, but I knew my parents had a tough decision to make that day. As dark as...
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I’m Tired Of Life

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I'm tired. Not in a physical way. I only wish it was as simple as sleep deprivation. I'm tired on a deeper, emotional level. I'm tired of waking up plagued with the self–destructive thoughts that this might be all that there is—that I really am the sum total of my decisions in life. Nothing more, nothing less. I'm tired of telling myself that...
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Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.
— Mary Oliver

Words Changed Me

29 Jan 2015 8 , ,

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Words have changed my life in a profound way. Whether they were spoken, read, or written, they have carried a notable and consistent weight that has either reinforced the walls where the dark monsters of my heart reside, or they have slowly stripped them away. Truthfully, in the moment, I haven't decided which is worse. Tear down the walls, unleash, and face the monsters...
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I beg you to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.
— Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet