the evergreen state.

leaving is difficult. saying goodbye seems to only become bearable when it's fast, like ripping off a band-aid. if the plant isn't pulled out completely, roots stay behind, smoldering in familiar ground where they once grew. returning has been nothing close to expected. i'd forgotten that without the protection of a band-aid, healed skin is vulnerable. the regression stings, burns like salt in a scrape. i'm trying to remember...trying to appriciate, that though salt stings, it also heals.

˙uʍoʇ ɹǝdɐd sıɥʇ uı 'ǝןdoǝd ɹǝdɐd ǝsǝɥʇ

To be made of paper things. To live with a paper heart filled with paper intent..

"Maybe it's more like you said before, all of us being cracked open. Like, each of us starts out as a watertight vessel. And these things happen— these people leave us, or don't love us, or don't get us, or we don't get them, and we lose and fail and hurt one another. And the vessel cracks open in places. And I mean, yeah, once the vessel cracks open, the end becomes inevitable. Once it starts to rain inside the Osprey, it will never be remodeled. But there is all this time between when the cracks start to open up and we finally fall apart. And it's only in that time that we can see one another, because we see out of ourselves through the cracks and into others through theirs. When did we see each other face-to-face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that, we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade but never seeing inside. But once the vessel cracks, the light can get in. The light can get out."

03.

Day03. The five songs you would have with you on a desert island and why:
After careful deliberation, I've decided that five songs would be far too little.
I've tried to compile a list,and it's extremely close to impossible.
And also,what are the actual chances of my butt ever landing on a desert island?
Is there a song that'll get me water,food,AC,my cello, and a party?

.

REAL EYES realize real lies.
you signed yourself up.

sǝob ʇı os puɐ

"If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were."
-Kahlil Gibran.

ʇqnop ǝʎqpoob

Everything, everything is leaving me wondering
I'm I hate that I'm questioning everything, everything.

02.

Day02. Something that inspires you:

• People who follow their hearts without hesitation.
• People who give of themselves.
• Being on the beach.
• Looking at the stars.
• People who look out for invisible others.
• People who have conquered fear.
• Musicmusicmusicmusic.
• E-mails from Thedailylove.com.