“Why are we all so lost?”
It’s a question which stung when one of my closest friends posed it the last time we spoke to each other, speaking of course about our entire generation. She didn’t ask me the question, but begged me to answer it, knowing hopelessly that I would never be able to.
"Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it; a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can."
Yann Martel, Life of Pi
Homecoming 2.0: Story of a Baptism
I hope I never forget the first time I stepped into the Pacific Ocean. I often claim that there are moments in my life I will never forget, but my longing to keep the memory close is just as much a victim to time as anything else. I can’t swear to you who I will be or what I will know in five or ten years. All I can tell you now is that right now, I have a great pull in my heart towards this memory and a physically weighing desire to keep pulling it toward me until I die.
the only crossover worth talking about
I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS JUST HAPPENED ON MY DASH RIGHT NOW OH MY GOD I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MY ENTIRE LIFE
I just want to always be looking at this.
As most people who will be watching this will already know, a week from today I am moving from Austin to LA, which is a big change for me because I have spent my whole life in central Texas and everything I know is here. As I leave behind everyone who made me who I am during my time here, I wanted to let my friends and family know that even though we may be worlds apart, there is no distance in between our love!