For the win.

Sometimes giving up is the best thing to do. Everybody always tells you giving up is weak. That it is the wrong thing to do, no matter what. But sometimes giving up is the best thing to do. Sometimes you need to give up something to get something better. Sometimes you have to give up something that makes you unhappy, to get happy. It takes a lot of courage to give up something you feel you should do, or everybody else thinks you should do, but that doesn´t make you happy. It takes a lot of courage to admit that you can’t do something, that it is not within your capabilities. Giving up can be weak, but it can also be brave.

I know there are a lot of people out there who wish they could travel the world, who wish they could have that awesome job or who wish they could be an artist. The truth is that most people do not get what they want, because they are too scared to give up what they have. They are scared to quit their jobs or their school. Giving something up means that you have to start something new and that is scary. You could fail, you could fall flat on your face. You might even regret giving up. That’s life. Chance is, however, that you get what you want. You could travel the world, get that amazing job, be an artist, or whatever it is that you want to be. But even if you fail, you get something in return for your bravery. You don´t have to ask yourself: “What would have happened if I would have had the courage? What if?”

So work hard at what you want, don’t quit if it gets hard, if you know that it is what you want. But if you feel you are in the wrong place, doing the wrong thing, working hard to get something you don’t want to have, have the courage to give up.

Dare to give up.

Guaranteed To Disagree.

The days where I feel like the world is my best friend and I'm full of life. The days I'm with my best of best friends, listening to music, happier than happy. The days I run like I'll never stop. The days I'm myself and more comfortable than I've ever been. Been having those kind of days lately, and life couldn't be any sweeter.

I lost my Warped Tour virginity with my best friend Emily yesterday. We did some pretty crazy shit, saw a whole bunch of hotties, and jammed like the world was coming to an end. And every minute of it was a fucking blast.

Let go.

You drag me on gravel,
You drag me on curbs,
Into a building,
Knowing it hurts.

I bump into door frames,
Up and down stairs,
Now back on the streets,
But none of us cares.

You seat me in windows,
You seat me in swings,
I fly away laughing,
I’m one with the wind.

“I’m happy now, darling!”
I yell as I fly,
You know you destroy me,
I crash and I die.

Falling slowly.

Color blind.

Holy shit, I'm still alive.

Two summers ago, I had the best summer of my life with my two best friends in the world. Day after day, we would listen to Jason Mraz on repeat and scream lyrics in happiness until we would fall over, breathless. We'd sleep and dance and bake cookies and run down to the lake and laugh, laugh, laugh. I'll never forget that summer. The summer when nothing got in our way, nothing but us mattered.

This summer has been nothing like that one. This summer, I've fought with people that I used to get along with. I've cried for being sad, not because I was laughing too hard at my best friends being ridiculous.
I've ran, but not the kind of run where the world couldn't touch me. The kind of run that makes me want to run away from everyone and everything.

There's people that understand me, without words. They just know. Those people, I will always love. And from this point on, I'm done losing sleep. Done arguing. Done explaining myself. Because if you cared enough you wouldn't push me to that point, you wouldn't break me down and step on my ashes, and let the wind pick me up.

I'm not heartbroken, because it wasn't real. I'm not tired anymore, because there's too much to live for.

Can't pretend, that lovers make amends.

Everything has a voice, a life, a spirit. We don't acknowledge all of the amazing things in the world, which is sad.
I'd like to get lost in India. Then wake up in front of Buckingham palace. And then climb Everest. See it all, as much as possible.

She said.

Photographs and Memories.

Lift off,
Parachuting my way.
4 A.M.
Hop onto the subway.

Corner reserved for your Dalmatian,
I can make a new friend.
Slip into my raincoat,
Sleep under your bed.

Occupy a universe,
Mix up the plans.
Who needs a map,
When the atlas is in my head?

Daylight.

Across the Universe.

Nomadic?