01.27.18 [4/52] ‘Cause we could hold our sights so close, or we could chase our heroes… (And I’ve been here before)


Music/title: Caviar Dreams; Al Bairre (Feat. PHFat)
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“Lead me through your harmony;
We’ll sew this so your soul can breathe…”

.. .. .

 

It surely is a dream.
Nothing could feel this good.

.

For the first time in my life it doesn’t hurt.
I’m not inflamed.
It doesn’t itch. Or feel dry.
My skin isn’t covered in sores and blisters from my moments of weakness.
For the first time in my life I feel human.

To think, an eleven year old changed my life.
..What were you doing at eleven?

If you’d told me 15 years ago that I’d have this level of peace with my disease,
I’d say you were fucking nuts.

 

I wish I could meet Lani Lazzari,
If only to fully explain the life-changing-impact her invention has had on me.

Finally..

My skin can feel like home.

/ / /

 
You’d been wading in the deep, dancing through your downfall…

Look; Critics in the sea, light beneath the deep.. (Just to get a taste)


Music/title: Some Assembly Required; Abhi The Nomad (ft. Foster)
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“Is my pleasure, divine center.”

. .

 

Three deep, so far so good.

It’s different this time.
Almost, simple..
Everything is getting less complicated.

Your work.
Your health.
Your love.

I’m afraid to get too comfortable.
Seems there’s always something to drag me down.

But.. Maybe not.
Maybe that’s what they mean by growth?
We can only grow from experiences.
We can only learn from living-
From the success to the catastrophic failures, we achieve…

 

That’s just it;
They are all achievements.

And in the end, it all accumulates to the same:

 

…We are the stuff of stars.

 

01.20.18 [3/52] And all we ever wanted was sunlight and honesty- Highlights to wanna repeat.. But this is how it goes; The end credits—they roll.. (This bridge was built over kerosene)


Music/title: End Credits; EDEN
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“Cause happy endings hardest to fake.”

. . ….

 

It didn’t sting nearly as much this time..
[ We did her a favor, really. ]

The colder it gets, the easier it becomes-
But you’d never guess.

– –

I’ll bet you think I don’t have a heartless bone in my body.

 

That’s where you’d be wrong.

/ / /

So let’s run..

Heart beats intertwine… (When you’re by my side, When you’re by my side)


Music/title: You + I (Snocker Cot Remix); Sheare
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“Tell me something more about this place.”

. . … ..

 

Something about this is just so alluring. The distant buildings immersed in fog.. Just lovely.

This one has actually been edited for a while now.
I think you’d all be astonished to learn how many photos *don’t* get posted. hah!

 

The last year I did my full 52 week project was the year I did best with editing and posting everything.

I’d like to do that again.
::smiles::

 

/ / /

 

Credit to takeSomeCrime for this awesome song.
The man has amazing taste in music, as well as some amazing dance moves.

Check him out. ;]

You don’t impress me (admit it) You don’t intimidate me (admit it)- Why don’t you bow down, get on the ground, WALK THIS FUCKING PLANK (YEAH!)


Music/title: Admit It!; Say Anything
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“Cause I’m proud of my life and the things that I have done;
Proud of myself and the loner I’ve become.”

. . … …. .

 

I’ve never cried at a concert before.

I’ve never felt such a connection with a band as this.
Perhaps it’s his lyrics.
Perhaps it’s his own bi-polar disorder’s pertinence to my mother.
Maybe he makes me hate her just a little bit less..

 

Seventeen years, two days, and fifty-four songs later-
Max Bemis still performs each and every note as if it’s his first.

The emotion portrayed was breathtaking,
and with his final ‘Walk Through Hell’ I couldn’t help myself…

 

/ / /

 
And I say yeah (what do you..)

Baby if you don’t stand for something, how can you ever stand at all… (You’ll be swept back by the fall)


Music/title: Atlas; Good Kid
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“She said she was nothing but eager.”

. . .. ..

 

This is out of character.
But isn’t everything lately?

I mean honestly, what hasn’t changed?

I tell myself I will be complete when X happens, but X never comes, does it?
We never reach the end; The course never goes as planned..

 

And we’re not the character we intended to become.

/ / /

 
Then you said you said you said you said you said…

I’ve got this poison running deep in my mind, my mind.. (I know you think it’s alright)


Music/title: Wasted On You (feat. ROZES); Louis Futon
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“I’m wasted on you.”

. . … .. …..

 

Liberating doesn’t begin to cover it.
A twinge of denial, maybe.
I still can’t believe it all. Everything seems so surreal in our lives.

Did you plan this from the start?

 

A part of me believes I had nothing to do with it. That it was all thanks to others. The bad parts of my mind attempt to latch on- hopes of some form of sabotage..

..but…

..the other side.
The part that has drug me through all the blood and tears… That part is proud.
Look at how far you’ve come. ..Look at what you’ve done for yourself..

Aren’t you so happy now?

.
 

If I ever believed in a God,
now would be the time to thank him.

/ / /

 
We keep it going just like we always do, we do..

Another door, another question- I’m going ’round in circles, wondering when I’ll reach the end… (and I can’t help but give in)


Music/title: 1000 Doors; The Living Tombstone
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“I’m losing the sense of where I am.”

. .. .

 

Exhaustion doesn’t even begin to cover it.

I miss this.
I miss the therapeutic nature of it all. I want to peel back the layers I have pasted onto myself; to escape the norm. This is what we aim for, right? The materialism. The cookie cutters, and decisive actions.

I can feel how close we are.

 

…Why can’t we grasp it?