Why Did I Draw Those Damn Fish?

I get married in June. That’s 7 months from now. It’s very cold where I am. I can’t tell you where that is exactly but I feel like it just keeps getting colder.  I hate looking out as far as I can and not seeing much but empty skies and snow. At first I thought it was beautiful but after awhile I started to feel trapped in its never ending dessert and I felt my heart might just kill me with panic. The only thing that helps is when you come out of the snow. When you rise up from it in the most beautiful white wedding dress, the sun painting your skin the color of warmth and the wind carrying you gracefully across the land. Just yesterday you came to me and with an extension of your hand we were up dancing our first song. Today the letter in my hands reads you will no longer come. You’ve run off into the eternal dessert with June. It’s white as far as I can see, north, south, east and west all seem to be headed the same place. This snow has swallowed all my life and now it’s taking my time too.  I knew this would happen when I couldn’t feel my legs, I knew I could no longer run and in this place you have to keep moving before the snow buries you alive. Today I joined the snow, Private John Hopkins, June 3, 1989- November 21, 2014. I’d say I would go and find you but I’m stuck here in November, and you’re running along now to days I’ll never see.

A nurse with a kind face takes my hand in hers; I try to focus all my attention on that warmth. She tells me not to be scared. Then I heard her begin to pray over me and after awhile, in my head, I joined too. All the poetic things in my head started to run off when a blinding light approached. I thought to myself here it comes. Here comes the snow to take me, but I gained sight and there was an unveiling. The most beautiful June was before me. All this time I had been blind, eternity was stripped before me and it no longer terrified me but instead filled me with peace. Now I could look out and it wasn’t a vast emptiness like I thought, it was life as far as I could see. Not never-ending time, no void, just life. 

heysimba:

stellarsarah:

uhohbaggettios:

Estoy Groot

It wouldn’t be “Estoy Groot” it would be “Soy Groot”
Do u even Spanish

You know you’re from Texas when you can confidently correct other people’s Spanish 1 basics. 

heysimba:

stellarsarah:

uhohbaggettios:

Estoy Groot

It wouldn’t be “Estoy Groot” it would be “Soy Groot”

Do u even Spanish

You know you’re from Texas when you can confidently correct other people’s Spanish 1 basics. 

(Source: kawaii-yaois)

hoodbypussy:

Évolution inversée

“It took me four years to paint like Raphael, but a lifetime to paint like a child.”
― Pablo Picasso

(via codyad)

I’m lonely, but the moon is beautiful and there’s a bunny that lives outside my window. Things are still beautiful so I shall pray and be lonely no more.