“Tell me, Atlas. What is heavier: The world or its people’s hearts?”
— — Darshana S, Atlas still stands but does anyone else? (via lucreza)
“You remember too much, my mother said to me recently. Why hold onto all that? And I said, Where do I put it down?”
— Anne Carson, from “The Glass Essay” (via blurrymelancholy)
all-my-messy-thoughts
we aren’t born dying, this is not a waiting room for the ending, of course not. do you think a movie starts just to finish? do you think a song begins just to end? no, you watch the movie to laugh and eat popcorn and learn and breathe and be happy and be together and be heartbroken, you listen to the music to sing and jump and feel and dance yourself raw. and yes the movie will end and the song will fade and we are all born knowing that death will come someday, and it will, but that’s just the ending, just the curtain call. you don’t breathe in just to breathe out, you breathe in so you can go on dates and go on a plane and hold your breath underwater, so you can laugh and dance and cry and eat pasta. we aren’t born to die, we are born to build and break and love and hurt and feel and feel and feel. we aren’t here to die, of course we’re not. we are here to live.
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