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Words. Stuff. Music. Thoughts. Fiction. Non-fiction. Ramblings. Basically word Vomit. |
Vulnerable, protected, weak, strong, open, closed, lonely, together, melancholy, happy, sombre, ecstatic, thoughtful, reckless, philosophical, idiotic, broken, complete.
And the world moves in slow-mo
Straight to my head
like the first cigarette of the day

if anyone is reading this, but if someone is, I’m just letting you know that The First Days of Spring by Noah and the Whale is an incredible song. You should listen to it.
Like a cut down tree, I will rise again
And I’ll be bigger and stronger than ever before.
Cutest dog ever. (Taken with instagram)
After not seeing your parents for months, and realising this is to become a normal thing, you learn to appreciate them to a greater extent than before. The changes of yourself and outlook also expand monumentally. When you leave home for university far away or whatnot, you are told ‘yeah, things are going to change, you won’t be in your hometown much, your old life is gone, etc’, but when it truly happens in that moment it is an epiphany of ‘oh shit, this is actually happening’.
Pretty fucking scary, but at the same time something we shouldn’t be afraid of.
Many defining moments occur in our lives, but it is a strange feeling when you seem to palpably feel the page turning onto a new chapter of your life, and knowing this is irreversible.
Zooey Deschanel (via sugar-and-heartbreak)
(via zooeydeschanel)

The funny thing about life is that we have this endless bloody thing of possibilities and options right in front of us. Millions - right now - for everyone. Each one of these difference choices can produce a different effect. But often we don’t know whether following happenings are a subsequence of what we did, or happened as an inexplicable event. What actions will maintain us on our path, put us on a better one, or a worse one? Or is every thing we do an extra detour, creating another impacted curve or zigzag; making our life-maps like a two year old’s drawing?

I miss Cornwall.
What may initially seem like mere self-destructiveness on a surface level, may in fact be a sub conscious plight to push one’self to their full potential capacity, to discover what can be achieved or got through in a tough condition. By pushing yourself to your limit, you find out more about yourself and what you are capable of.
Jimmy Page and Robert Plant in the early 70s
If somebody would like to create a time machine and let me borrow it so I could visit a few decades back, I would be eternally grateful!
Perspective is a friend that comes and goes. We try to hold on to it in moments of hopelessness, and it can fuck off quickly like a man with a phobia of commitment. Yet, at any given moment, we can teach ourselves to bring it back to us; when we realise how detrimental negative thoughts are, remember the good times and that things are not really THAT bad. If people discard you and treat you in a different way to how you treat them, they don’t deserve to be an important factor of your life. Focus on the good people, ambition, goals, and how to get there. And before you know it, you will be smiling again.