𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚢❤️ 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐...
~ the art of romanticizing life, melancholy and to put it simple: deep thoughts ~
...𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝.
Over quite some time I gathered a little coll...
I cherish the pain that it takes to form me, mold me into the delicate person I am, into whoever this universe needs me to be. I take and lose each thing in utterly funny agony, I couldn't explain it any better - I am my own storm and sunny weather and nothing in me, but change is forever.
there's something greater that I've become, something more than who you know me to be - I am only scattered energies from my fingertips to my feet. I am not the earth, but an entity of gravity I am not the fire and yet there's a burning heat that fuels me I am not the water, but the water is in me yet none of my tears or sweat are mine to keep. I am not the air, but the air that I breathe becomes part of me and in the next exhale I am entirely new and I am not stuck, but free.
I am not the body only - I am the soul, ever growing like trees but I am not the stem or leaf nor the bark, nor the branch I am nothing, but the root of all that this world wants to express through me.
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reading walt whitman to this day inspires me to write some more things like that. hope you like it <3
