there are two songs that every-time i hear them i think of my life and i’m thankful that i have no regrets, i’m so thankful and ready for whatever life brings… here’s one of those songs. i get goosebumps just thinking of it, it is so much beautiful truth!
si un jour la vie t’arrache à moi
si tu meurs que tu sois loin de moi
peu m’importe si tu m’aimes
car moi je mourrai aussi
nous aurons pour nous l’éternité
dans le bleu de toute l’immensité
dans le ciel plus de problèmes
mon amour crois-tu qu’on s’aime
dieu réunit ceux qui s’aiment
* god, reunite those who love each other/dios reune a aquellos que se quieren.
'in my heart there'll always be a place for you, for all my life'
- ever wonder if its all just in your head?
- mr. mandela - a lesson in how beautiful struggle can be and how strong is the human spirit. and what one achieves because of it.
i was sleeping and my nephew woke me up to tell me because he knows that i considered him my soul brother. we shared the same birthday and for what was publicized about his life, we shared many similar interests. i hope he was unconscious at the end. i hope he felt he lived a full life.
ever have a film that changed you? and you go back to it, you need to go back sometimes… to make sure it still moves you. still does.
stay is still my favorite word & henry my favorite name.
i dont tell people how i really feel about the world, cause they always try and give me hope. and i am currently 1/3 of a 15 year old boy’s parents, so i AM positive and hopeful, most of the time. i want that for him as well. but it is because of him, of the perspective his living gives me; that i get days when i see so much hate. so much pure evil. strangers against strangers. raping, hating, killing, hurting, discriminating, judging, bullying, lying… and i wonder, how can anyone argue with the fact that people are bad at their core.
- petition time.
- like, WHY?
That was the greatest moment for me.
if you were ever wondered what love looks like, among soulmates… real love. despite differences and distance. apart from our personal need of being accepted or of recognizing ourselves. these two men could not be more different, could not have been places father from each other… and above it all, was love.
i often feel, well to be honest- like jumping into the hudson… instead, i go to my favorite places and think about my favorite people, and then i re-read words that moved me, re-watch/listen to film clips that make me feel so much less alien and just a little more me. every time, like it is the first time. i need quotes, they’re like verbal stills, stills that have captured all that is necessary to help me go on. to inspire me to be alright, being still not quite ‘human’. which is so fucking overrated. - stillnothuman.