I’m back to posting. When I need to clear my head you all get to absorb whats in it.
the most beautiful two people can share is love, the rest is just filler.
I draw in pen because it remindes me of living.. if you make a mistake you can’t get rid of it but depending on how you decide to draw the next line you can make the best out of it
(Source: journer, via visualamor)
I just watched 127 Hours for the first time. The only word I can think of to describe it is “captivating”. I was holding my breath for pretty much the whole movie. I’m not going to spoil anything that happens but I encourage everyone to watch this film; it’s about challenges and facing the seemingly impossible. It also makes you realize and appreciate the things we have, it makes walking to the refrigerator to get a glass of water seem like a godsend, and it takes your breath away to see the perseverance and willpower mankind is capable of. It also reminded me that we can always continue to better ourselves and I only hope that I could stay focused and stay strong in a situation as difficult and tormenting as the one faced by Aaron in the film.
I could go on about how it affected me but I’ll stop here; hopefully I peaked your interest enough to go out and rent it, it’s truly brilliant.
you know you’ve really began to loose it when you look up at the stars and it seems to be the only thing that makes sense
Montana Thunderstorm
Photo and Caption by Sean Heavey
A supercell thunderstorm rolls across the Montana sunset prairie at sunset.
I’ll be out of my mind and you’ll be out of ideas pretty soon so lets spend the afternoon in a cold hot air balloon.
Hot Air Ballooning, Turkey
Photograph by Heather Thompson
The spectacular view from a hot air balloon at sunrise over the Cappadocia Valley in Turkey. The morning light over the valley made the view appear surreal.
I’m so happy to be myself finally. I’m comfortable in my own skin and really am staying true to myself. I’ve been brought to this place, this acceptance, by music and now my music is true and a reflection of me; it’s like a wonderful never-ending circle, like that lazy man river at six flags..
my life’s been like a wave. I’ve been riding in the motion of the shore for the majority of it, pretty smoothly, although there has been some choppy water along the way. These past few months, the shore is closer than its ever been. The wave breaks and I get swept up, pushed down, and disoriented, but instead of trying to fight free of the wave so i could get to the surface more quickly, I waited patiently under the swell because I knew it would finally succumb and plant me on the long anticipated shore, and now, with solid earth beneath my feet, I regain my balance and walk confidently in the direction in which I washed ashore. The ocean, like my passions, is a large force in a small world, so I let it take me where it will because there are too many outside forces, we’ll refer to them as winds to fit with this metaphor, with opposing directions that I must simply follow the current that pulls the hardest at the current time.
If you don’t trust yourself and don’t follow what your mind and body tell you to do, no matter how eccentric it may seem, you will never be completely content with your life. And seeing as I only get one on this earth, in this reality, I’m sure as hell going to be more than content with mine.
