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Possibility

I often thought that the idea of possibility was more so probability with a hint of maybe. That what was attainable in my eyes was for sure in arms reach and that if the consistency was right it would slowly fall in my lap. What I learned was that the possibility relied on me but the probability relied on the outcome of what consistency attained. Through the art of confusion I realized that some things that are possible are attainable but some are not. Effort should be put forth even if the probability is minimal. As the consistency changes so does the possibility. I woke up this morning missing you hoping you missed me too(possibility) knowing that you didn’t (probability) I decided to text you to make you think of me (consistency) but it won’t last forever (change) …

The only one

He said “girl you not the only one whose tryin to be the only one” I said “how do you find the one in a million amongst a bunch of ones in a million?” Realizing that in this black and white world many shades of gray seemed to blend looking the same. He thought she was too dark but soon realized she had that perfect hint of light. Making her glisten different than a the rest. He was so tired of seeing gray he was searching for either black or white. Forgetting that gray is what separates the two. What he really wanted was the perfect hue. As many shades that he’s come across in the beginning she looked just like the rest. One day he noticed the light gleamed a little different on her. In a black and white world with over fifty shades of gray it’s hard to find that one in a million. Regardless of if you look or not that shade will stand out one way or another. Time is inadmissible to one seeking love. But love isn’t inadmissible to time. Even to those who are color blind can find that perfect shade. She isn’t the only one whose trying to be the only one but she maybe the only one who is the one in a million amongst a bunch of ones in a million.

Open up your eyes to see the beginning to a possible impossibility forgetting the end. Close your heart to the forgotten hoping for results that won’t commend. Although weakness searches for you in the dark lift your hands to the light. Continue on the left path you’ll eventually get pulled to the right. Believe in a vision that can succeed beyond the lengths of right now. Step forward and dive into a sea of know how. Turn and face time with a shield of sanity. Logic minus emotion can minimize the vanity. Optimism is the medicine to a pessimistic pain. Say it with all your heart don’t hold it in vain. Forgive what makes your mind hold back it’s dream. Allow everything to become what it seems.

Live, laugh, and love life!!! Why sit and not do anything with your life when you have the ability and capacity to conquer the world. Being amazing is a gift given to everyone that should not be wasted. Everyone should get up get out and get ahead :)

my heart hurts.

delacroix:

literally and poetically.

To blog or not to blog that is the question.

With all of the free time I have I sould blog a lot more. I guess I just feel confused on what to blog all of the time. Most people have a consistent topic they blog about but my mind is all over the universe. I’m going to do my best to make my blog more interesting and keep it updated. I need to get it together!!!

Goodmorning

Goodmornin sunshine shine bright today even if clouds come don’t let um take that shine away smile sparkles and lights the day as if heaven has finally came. Goodmornin sunshine.

My escape

My escape

Termination

She seemed to write him letters but failed to send them. Their love was epic, one in a million, rare. Every future book they began to write with others had a dedication to eachother. Time flies as change walks over turning the pages of hope to words of despair. It seemed as though they began as a love of no other they ended with a foreign feeling. Making someone u knew religiously to someone youve never met. The shoes changed picking up dirt from different tracks. Songs lost their melody and nothing was left. They thought goodbyes were taboo and were scared to let go in fear of falling and never coming back. All risks are worth taking and that love that began so epic dissolved into a non existence. Some pain pills can cure, time can cure, others can cure, drugs can cure, but some pain is just with you a lifetime. Tattoos can be on the heart but they never heal. It’s time to let it all go.

Trapped

Sometimes things are unexplainable. That feeling we get when we want to scream at the top of our lungs or cry our eyes out doesn’t carry a specific explaination. I feel very overwhelmed with emotion. My mind is so confined with emotion and craze I don’t know what to do. I need to vent in some way and I just don’t know how. I wish I had a friend I could talk to and they would just listen, or a place I could go just to express myself. Maybe one day I will have that peace. Until then I’m restricted to words written on paper or in this phone. Oh peace please find me soon.

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