(as we know it?)
she sees the glass as half empty most days...
oh miss g(rey)
;
what's up?
word.
so what would you do if you knew it was your last day to live?
: well, frankly, i don't know. i guess i'll find out one day.
but thinking about it,
if it happened right now, i dunno if i'd be thinking about what she was trying to remember the whole time (apparently).
maybe, if i could anything i wanted -- and everything is possible -- i'd wanna find out where i was supposed to end up; although now that i think about it, if i was gonna die the next day then that's probably EXACTLY where i was supposed to be.
we're all exactly where we're supposed to be at this moment in time. nowhere else.
"i write when i cannot play the instruments of life that bring me joy... i put my words to use to connect me to world that understands that we are all the same. to touch pain and let it go is healing... i write to purge. :) Only a broken soul can use fierce words to heal itself" ~ md
oh miss g(rey)
;
what's up?
word.
so what would you do if you knew it was your last day to live?
: well, frankly, i don't know. i guess i'll find out one day.
but thinking about it,
if it happened right now, i dunno if i'd be thinking about what she was trying to remember the whole time (apparently).
maybe, if i could anything i wanted -- and everything is possible -- i'd wanna find out where i was supposed to end up; although now that i think about it, if i was gonna die the next day then that's probably EXACTLY where i was supposed to be.
we're all exactly where we're supposed to be at this moment in time. nowhere else.
"i write when i cannot play the instruments of life that bring me joy... i put my words to use to connect me to world that understands that we are all the same. to touch pain and let it go is healing... i write to purge. :) Only a broken soul can use fierce words to heal itself" ~ md