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‘Love is like the ocean is inside you, emotions crash over you, drowning you. You cant breathe, your nerves are alight, every muscle is twitching for you to swim. That is what it is to love, not the flutter in your stomach, but a feeling of overwhelming emotions drowning you. Now if you want to stay silent then you will drown and eventually the waters will calm. However if you want to be brave, you have to learn to swim the current inside you, learn to flow with the emotions and don’t fight them. You will be surprised how easier it will be to breathe.’

‘I’m not mad at myself for giving my love to the wrong people; they probably needed it the most.’ - faraway

Do you ever look at something and feel so at peace yet so jealous you can’t have it? Cant be there? What I wouldn’t give to live in a Studio Ghibli film.

Indiana, Elkhart county, Goshen. In a neighborhood at the edge of town, during summer, sitting on a porch hearing the rain patter down, the clouds a light grey because of the sun shining behind them making the world have a grey hue. Looking out and feeling of peace wrap around you like a blanket slowly warming you, starting where your heart beats spreading out. That is what I love and yearn for when the rain starts. That is what I mean when I say ‘I love the rain’

‘Now I have to remember you for longer than I have known you’ - c.c. aurel

“I am a child with an old soul. I see magic in everything, but at the same time, everything tires me because I feel everything so deeply.” - juansendizon

“Still I'm pinned under the weight, Of what I believed would keep me safe. Show me where my armor ends, Show me where my skin begins. Like a final puzzle piece, It all makes perfect sense to me. The heaviness that I hold in my heart belongs to gravity, The heaviness that I hold in my heart's been crushing me” - ‘Pluto’ by Sleeping at Last

“I’m only honest when it rains, if I time it right, the thunder breaks when I open my mouth. I’m only honest when it rains an open book, with a torn out page, and my inks run out.” - ‘Neptune’ by Sleeping at Last

I hate myself, I hate the world around me. I hate the heat and I hate the cold. Yet every time it rains I can’t seem to find it in myself to hate. It seems everything I hate is blurred and washed away.

Is it so wrong to want someone who will make me feel like my heart is beating so loud and fast, trying to break free from my chest to tell them it’s deepest secrets?