Atlas

Finals are over and the summer awaits. But why do I feel like the weight of the world is still on me?

You tell me to fix myself.
You said I don't understand, that i don't get it.
You tell me I'm useless.
You tell me I know nothing.
You think I'm a joke.

Then why are you still here?

Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.

"It’s all messy: 

The hair. 

The bed. 

The words. 

The heart. 

Life…"

- William Leal

One

Just promise me you’ll always be

A friend

Cause you are the only one.


One - Ed Sheeran

Love me like I'm not made of stone

Even though it hurts, even though it scars
Love me when it storms, love me when I fall
Every time it breaks, every time it's torn
Love me like I'm not made of stone

Something to smile about

Finals are almost over! The bulk of it at least. Final paper's nxt thursday and I have plenty of time to study for it. Glad I have the summer to look forward to.