Walking Blind

I run to you, and I run from you.

I’m eager, full force.

I’m scared, distraught.

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There’s a constant pull between two things.

Myself and you.

My old life gone and this one, new.

Time alone, and time shared between two.

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Where is the balance, where is the line?

Where do I draw it, I’m walking blind.

I’ve never been here before, so how could I know?

What this all is, the whole concept, the flow.

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It’s foreign to me, yet comfortable like skin.

Getting to know you, without and within.

Lost in the warmth, tasting mild confusion,

Your energy abounding, not merely allusion.

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I reminisce of space once overwhelming,

Appreciative though, the fact that you found me.

So sudden, not forceful

Delighted, glass half-full

Curiosity, uncertainty, in wonder I sit.

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Pondering emotion, human ways and the like,

This place I am in, funnily feels right .

Don’t fret possibility, scared though you may be,

This is human experience, tell myself, let it be.

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thefuuuucomics:

Shout out to IMDb for always reminding me where I recognise that actor from

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i-doll:

1906; day #4 v | banff, lake minnewanka

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Henry David Thoreau (via annafightingana)

You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment.
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2 weeks ago
http://mimickingmaelstroms.tumblr.com/post/93784651368/never-tell-anyone-that-theyre-good-enough-never →

mimickingmaelstroms:

Never tell anyone that they’re good enough.

Never tell anyone they’re doing too much.

Never tell anyone that they’re perfect.

It’s like placing a glass jar over a plant

that hasn’t even had a chance to grow.

And have you seen the vastness of

this world? Don’t be selfish. Don’t

tell me I am…

Exactly

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2 weeks ago

Dolly Alderton (via gaslightgoodbye)

This. Fuck.

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Wish I read this a Long long time ago

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(via nakedcuddles)

If they don’t reply to your texts — they’re not interested in you.

If they don’t call you — they’re not interested in you.

If they forget your birthday — they’re not interested in you.

If they’re hung up on their ex — they’re not interested in you.

If they’re obsessed with being single — they’re not interested in you.

If they don’t want to meet your friends — they’re not interested in you.

If they don’t want you to meet their friends — they’re not interested in you.

If they don’t ask questions about your life — they’re not interested in you.

If they don’t tell you things about their life — they’re not interested in you.

If they only speak to you when they want to have sex with you — they’re not interested in you.

If they only have sex with you when they’re drunk — they’re not interested in you.

If they say “should we just keep this between us?’ after you have sex with them — they’re not interested in you.

If they don’t have sex with you — they’re not interested in you.

If they can always find a psychobabble rationale about who “I am” or “you are” or “we are” as reason why you can’t be together — they’re not interested in you.

If they have said for more than six months that they would like to be with you “BUT” — they’re not interested in you.

And if you still need convincing — think of it this way. Think of what the real day-to-day of life is taken up by. Life is birthday parties at terrible pubs. Life is losing your credit card and the annual Melbourne Cup sweepstake in the office. Life is hen’s nights, bucks’ nights, sitting on the phone for three hours to get U2 tickets and not getting them, the apartment upstairs flooding your house, interval training, calorie counting, cancer scares, illegal mini cabs, Secret Santa, rail replacement buses and Dido albums. Dogs die, cars crash, bin liners break, contracts end, curtain rails collapse, trains get delayed, football teams lose. Divorce happens and so do earthquakes and so does An Audience With Michael Bublé. Landlords put rent up, phones get stolen and the supermarket often completely runs out of hummus.

Now, taking all of the above into account — you look me dead in the eye and tell me the truth. Do you really have enough spare energy to pursue someone who isn’t interested in you? Do you really want to waste any more time on top of all of that? No. Me neither. So give it up, my friend. It’s a loser’s game. Delete their number. Don’t go on any more dates with them. Stop lurking their Facebook page. Feels good, doesn’t it?

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