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I just wanted to forget. But. Have you ever worked so hard to forget and found that you were doing...

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 04:22:26 -0400

I just wanted to forget. But. Have you ever worked so hard to forget and found that you were doing it so effectively and efficiently that you then wondered, why do I work so hard to forget this? Why do I want to forget this? Then you began to embrace it. Embrace the memories you haven’t lost. You forgot the worst first, you just remember the good. Now you want every memory back. You want it all back. But you know. Know that it’ll never work out. Then you become stuck. Stuck between forgetting and embracing and confronting. Then dreams come. Some that beg you to embrace. Some that beg you to forget. And others that push you into confronting. You know that unless you choose to forget or confront you will embrace and then be wrapped up in arms that aren’t really there. This you know will destroy you.
I refuse to do all of the above. I run. This town is a ghost of all I want to forget. So I run. Run far. Booked my ticket through an application that contained the earliest way out. I’m allowed to fully stretch and make the home run in 75 days. I will live in peace. A place where no ghosts will be. Ghosts can’t go to places that they’ve never been, right?

sesamestreet: Found this somewhere on the Internet. To whomever...

Mon, 04 Feb 2013 20:38:56 -0500

sesamestreet:

Found this somewhere on the Internet. To whomever took it, great picture, and may you have many om nom noms.

I love this.

paperheartsandspilledink: I love when people are so transparent you can see straight in to their...

Mon, 04 Feb 2013 02:11:59 -0500

paperheartsandspilledink:

I love when people are so transparent you can see straight in to their hearts and watch it beat nervously. When they’re so raw and real and uncensored. When they’re vulnerable. When they’ve got their belly exposed. When they know without a doubt that what they’re telling you, you could easily use against them, but you won’t, because you know if you told anyone it would kill the other person. Trust and honesty. Beautiful things.