"I can admit that I am
a hopeless romantic, but
the things I am drawn to,
addicted to, are not.
Smoking cigarettes,
and this is not a metaphor
that I can hold between
my teeth, is not romantic.
Breathing fire when it
comes to defending myself
and the ones that I have
sworn to protect is not
romantic, and it’s not
even close to becoming
a hero. When the night
comes and I am exposed
to the darkness, I turn
into someone who is not
recognizable. Not even
my father could find his
daughter beneath the smoke
and the bitter truth.
Some see me as
an inspiration, as a truthful
being that has been
soaked in experience and
who is able to turn pain
into poetry, but sometimes
that is not the case.
Sometimes the pain is
masked with sarcasm,
whiskey, THC and even
one night stands. Sometimes
not even I could replace
the hurt with lines of rhythmic
truth. Sometimes I am just as
hopeless as the person who
has had enough of this world
and decides to put their fate
within the leveled ground.
Sometimes even the hero
of the story needs a break."
- "I may not be who you think I am," - Colleen Brown (via mostlyfiction)
"If two points are destined to touch, the universe will always find a way to make the connection—even when all hope seems to be lost. Certain ties cannot be broken. They define who we are - and who we can become. Across space, across time, among paths we cannot predict - nature always finds a way."
- from Touch (via nyu-tah)

(Source: tgoks, via you-keep-your-ocean)