I don’t think I can ever find the words to agree with this more than I already do.
Pensive
Oceans and puddles
Never just a single glance
I believe I am reaching the point where I just have to choose either to jump off the cliff and swim or the plane.
Both exhilarating, both free falling, both ridden with fear.
Inhale deep. One of these days I’ll just fling my body to the wind.
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There is no other way
You just do it. You force yourself to get up. You force yourself to put one foot in front of the other, and God damn it, you refuse to let it get to you. You fight. You cry. You curse. Then you go about the business of living. That’s how I’ve done it. There’s no other way.
To be free
Maybe I should stop being afraid of what letting go will do to me. And there’s no better way to find that out than actually doing it.
Clarity, please come to me.
the salt of your skin 