I love art. I love how art is everywhere. I love fans of art. I love haters of art. I love the differences in perspectives on the same piece of art. I love that art makes you feel. I love how infectious art is. I love what art does to people. I love how art is completely subjective. I love how art causes intimacy and divide. I love that art causes stimulating debate or arguments. I love that art makes people think more. I love that art is cyclic. I love that originality is a fallacy. I love that no art is unique. I love that all art is unique. I love the paradoxes art creates. I love the universes art has provided. I love the passion that art ignites. I love that art unites strangers. I love that art can make you lose track of the entire day. I love people who get lost in art.

Man I just really fuckin love art.

florence via gucci

i want to experience life. i want to travel of course, wander the earth and take in as much culture and knowledge and sights and art as i can. but in a more simple way i just want to experience life, to just go out and do things. go walking in the woods, frolick in fields, go dancing until the early hours of the morning, get brunch at a quiet cafe, sit on the beach and watch the sun rise, stargaze and share deep thoughts with someone, go to the market on a lazy sunday, drive around with no destination in mind, lay in the middle of a stretch of land and read, dance in the kitchen in the middle of the night, twirl around in the rain, light a fire and sit around it until the flames go out. i want to be surrounded by laughter and love. to be surrounded by so much life.

I love my friends so much. Like I don't know how to even verbalize it I care about them so much. And yeah sometimes it hurts. It hurts lots. But but but also I love them. I don't want them hurt so when they are happy it's like an explosion of fire works in my heart that makes me wanna scream happily and stim so much my hands fall off. I don't think I've ever loved like this before. This burning passion of platonic love. And I love showing it even more. Maybe that sounds weird. I love them knowing I love them so much it's hard to speak. I love them smiling and laughing. I love them running and living. I love them breathing.

I love listening to their voices. It's amazing and makes me feel so happy. It makes me feel like they love me too.

Oh God when they show they like me too. That's the best too. Not as good as making them feel good but nearly. It's so nice to hear them say it too. It's really nice.

And maybe it's just the sugar speaking. Maybe my heart is so full it hurts.

But maybe that's the best thing of all. The fact that I love so much I hurt.

Maybe that's the best part about being human.

My life is beautiful and it gets better everyday, I’m so happy to be alive 🦋🫧🌸

Listen-

It is very important to be in love with life... Life is very fragile and always elusive. As soon as we think we 'understand,' there is another mystery. I don't understand anything. That is, I think, the key to understand everything.

Keith Haring

“I’m just another child of paradise like all of us.”

~ Sam

" No one looks stupid when they're having fun . "

Amy Poehler

i crave so much. to breathe in sweet air, stay up all night talking to someone special, to feel any and all forms of intimacy, and get a cat. to travel to europe possibly to move there. to make friends and find my family, not of blood but of heart. i want my days to be filled with laughter, kind smiles, and warmth. to fall in love not just with someone but with life. to see new people, and places. to experience as many things as possible. i want to live a full life. to feel as though i didn’t miss out on what life has to offer. i want to eat good food, watch the sky go from day to night with my own eyes. to see new places. i long to feel all my emotions not just the bad ones. to taste, to touch, to smell, to hear, to see. i want to find things that heal my soul, and help others in any way i possibly can no matter how small. i want to stay in on the rainy days, a book in my lap. or go dancing in the rain. and i want to go out on the sunny day’s. to go to diner’s with friends or with a good book. to go dancing from night to early morning. to smile at strangers, and blow kisses into the wind. to read good books, and to write my own. i want to cry at the happy and sad things. to bike, to ride on the back of a moter vehicle, hugging onto the waist of some mysterious person. i want to connect with others. to sit down and enjoy a meal or a drink either with company or with my own. to listen to music. to explore. i want to have sex, and embrace my sexuality and sensual side. to wear clothing i like, that i feel comfortable in. to never stop laughing. i want to show off my scars and wear them proudly because of what i’ve overcome. and i want to be alive. i want to be alive and i want to live!! with all my heart, i want to live!! i want to love passionately, to feel every emotion to the fullest, to give kindness to everyone. and then i want to cherish all those memories and emotions and hold them in my heart forever as proof that my life was not meaningless. that it meant something.

…and then one day you stood up, you kissed my forehead and left to work. It was then I knew it was over. You were over me. You were giving up on us. You CHOSE for the both of us… I will always remember that moment in time as I CHOSE to be silent to act as if I was still sleeping. That moment of CLARITY when I CHOSE to give up too, but with the excuse that you gave up first. We grew apart, we simply grew. So today I smile as I remember the day we CHOSE our freedom. We CHOSE happiness we opted for our CHOICE. And today as I smile on my many adventures, I smile at you because you taught me how great I was and I am. Thanks to you, I once again discovered the person I am and CHOOSE TO BE. ❤️ -Transcendingrootshealing

Para canalizar y liberar todas esas emociones, esas energías... bailar, cocinar, pasear, bañarme, respirar, mirar al cielo, a la nada sin hacer nada, escribir, editar, crear, escuchar la naturaleza, la Música, cantar, meditar... todo eso me salva, me equilibra, vuelvo a mi centro, a mi tabla sobre el mar... la vida no es facil para nadie, pero con herramientas y conocimiento de los procesos y de cómo funciona nuestro sofware y hardware y las energias ayuda a tener el balance

My wardrobe is elevating and becoming one of my favorite ways to express myself. I am getting a new tattoo next week from my friend. It’s a tattoo I have wanted for years. My hair and nail are growing. My skin is clear. 

I spend my free time doing what I want. Going to museums and getting lost for hours among the art. Writing in my journal non-stop. Sitting in the sunlight. Reading essays. Sipping espresso. Writing music. Planning photoshoots.

The days are long without him by my side, but I love how I am able to spend my time doing what I love and falling in love with myself in the process.

fast asleep in the gentle winds of space, only waves of what they used to be-

on earth, becoming a slight breeze

-and in the arms of orange memories

that hum to me: tranquility.

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“I believe in God’s eternal love for my soul!”