| night falls, with gravity |
-twenty-one pilots
we exist.
we love.
we hate.
don't argue, you know its true.
it sounds harsh, it sounds cruel.
but we all hate.
but we also love.
and we all exist.
but do you live?
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| via myself |
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two days of rawness have taken my head
and screwed it on straight.
to say i went camping would be an understatement.
to say i thrived in the rawness of nature and humanity and Jesus,
might come close.
there were stars, first of all.
millions and trillions of beating orbs in the inky blackness.
some even shot across the sky, just to make us more in awe.
then there was swimming in the lake.
the laughter, the screeches. it was all blissfully wild.
there was thunder, rain, clean air and bright sun after the storm.
long talks with friends, sitting on discarded logs that proved the might of water.
there was sand on wet feet,
tall pines reaching for the sky,
and clean dirt floors with brush bushes leading the way.
there were believers gathering together,
singing, sharing, worshiping.
there was the last glimpse of a stunning sunset.
there was a late night conversation
siting on the rocks,
listening as the waves of a lake imitated those of the ocean,
feeling the wind pulling and pushing you,
hearing words as they fell from those around you,
knowing,
that this is what it's like to not just exist,
but to L I V E
<3 eva
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i fall in love everyday, with ideas and sensations, people i see.
i hold them long enough to let them go, but i keep them in my heart and in my soul.
-atticus // via pinterest |
