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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
When leaving out the door feels like a greater relief than the relief of making up, does that mean it’s over.
(Source: piratequaintrelle)
Changing paths in life
It’s not whether or not you can or can’t do what you are already doing, it’s that your heart is calling for the change you’re meant to follow
It’s been a really time being on here. This video summarizes a fair amount of time that bothered me.
I decided I wanted to blog about my new life traveling. I always admired and was envious of all the people who got to travel all over the world and go to beautiful places. And I’m finally getting a chance to step into that world.
I’ve been so preoccupied and I’ve touched just about every emotion possible this past year after graduating. Nursing school doesn’t compare to the content of working after. Which on that I note I want to clarify, I think the environment is very biased of a small towny place.
But okay, whatever rants I blog about, whatever whining, it’s just to track my emotional highs and lows and hopefully reach out to anyone who might feel something similar.
this is my life. i just cant get the ball.. and i just stretch it out..
I love missing the past, the way it felt like, the way it smells. I miss how it made me laugh and smile and back when the details meant something more to other people than just myself. I miss when holding hands meant holding hands and not meant routine and muscle memory. And I miss that problems would try to be solved rather than brushed away. But I know things changed. I don’t wish to live in the past. It’s not I want to. But sometimes this present seems so uncomaparable to the younger, passionate, motivated years and I wish i knew the answers why, is it me? Is it this place? Is it the people? Or is this how it is when you get older, out of the satisfying careless years. Or is it the mistakes that has dead ended me from fullfilling this void of the past.
Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I can not live without my life! I can not live without my soul!
Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights (via feellng)
st patricks
you told me you loved me. and i told you i loved you too. but i’m not a fuck. and i’m not stupid.
but i can’t believe you can just be so blunt to say anything just to get laid.
i’ve never, in my years of promiscuity, ever been treated so sweetly, cherished and yet not…