we come and we go. and only yesterday was the time of our lives. 

it’s so saddening and strange to see an old person wither so quickly before your eyes. as though magic happened, it’s almost a wonder how the face, the skin, the hair, the posture, smile, the life in their eyes and the way they look back at you can change so much and be replaced by an abundance of gray, sallow emptiness. she’s right in front of you, like the others around her, as a living showcase of how a life begins to end. and how, how the world just revolves around them obliviously. 

some people should get off the com and get a real life instead of trying to flirt and hit on people on Facebook. The obvious lack of self-respect is nauseating. Too obvious. 

I’m hopeless. I need someone as hopeless as me. 

i know it’s hard, but honestly when you start thinking about how short the human life is compared to so many other things on this earth, compared to the sand and trees and mountains that have been here for hundreds of years before us and will be here for hundreds of years after us, you just start to realize how completely absurd it is to be anything but happy

coastally:

the mountain, the hovering mist, the water looking like glass..words can’t even describe how perfect this is

a warm fuzzy feeling deep down in my heart every time someone points out to me how much my brothers care for me, letting me know just how i should be so lucky being so adored. i knew, i’ve always known. it feels like even if my world should cave in, or suffer just a little dent, i can surely count on them being there for me every time. and i believe so. there was a time, when i was younger, when i used to resent it so much. i didn’t like any attention. but that was my rebellious stage in life in which only freedom mattered, not ties like this. this is our bond that forever keeps me as their little sister they need to protect. what am i without them? 

don’t be a fool. look hard at what you have right now and cherish. look harder. have you looked hard enough?