Truth

The very basic core of a man's living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.
-
Christopher Johnson McCandless

5.15.2012

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness Like resignation to the end Always the end So when we found that we could not make sense Well you said that we would still be friends But I'll admit that I was glad that it was over


I wish I was strong enough to lift not one but both us
Some day I will be strong enough to lift not one but both of us
-t. swift.


The world is coming down on me and I can't find a reason to be loved
I never wanna leave you but I can't make you bleed if I'm alone

You put your arms around me
And I believe that it's easier for you to let me go
Christina Perri.


I want to tell you, I believe in a new tomorrow. I believe in loving harder. I believe in dreaming dreams, even if they never come to fruition. I believe in laughter as a medicine. I believe in pain as a way to appreciate beauty. I believe in living passionately. I believe in the beauty of my surroundings. I believe in the beauty of people. I believe in coincidences. I believe in random acts of kindness. I believe in the journey. I believe in solitude. But most of all I want to believe it's all going to make sense one day. I want to believe in a happy ending. And I want to tell you I lived and loved and perfectly as I knew how.


Just me, in a room sunk down in a house in a town, and I
Don't breathe, no I never meant to let it get away from me
Now, too much to hold, everybody wants has to get their hands on gold,
And I want uncharted.
Stuck under this ceiling I made, I can't help but feeling...

I'm going down,
Follow if you want, I won't just hang around
Sara B.


You think you know me, but don’t be fooled. I am no one you ever met. I am not your neighbor, friend, or relative. I am nobody. But listen carefully, but this story is a story about anybody you’ve ever known. It’s the story of your closest adversary and your distant acquaintance. It’s the story about a traveler in search of a destination, seeking a treasure of eternal happiness. It’s relatable but unobtainable, because it’s my story. 

No one has lived this but me, and I’m desperate to share.

And I’m giving this hope to you, that while your life may be as uneventful and unsatisfying as mine once was, you will also one day take the steps to embark on your own journey. Be prepared along the way for some unforgivable acts, and incredible adventures, and indescribable sadness, and tiny but earth shattering random acts of kindness. By opening up the doors to new horizons and exploring unobtainable worlds…you will see that people are people. We eat, breath, love, hope, cry, laugh, and hurt the same.  
Acknowledge circumstance and accept the things out of your control.

Live.

Be ready for passion.


Be open to beauty.


Be hopeful that things will get better then they are.

Prepare yourself to be the ultimate student of life.

Then proceed to jump blindly, with both feet forward.



And fucking pray.