DON'T
TRY
TO FIGHT
THE
STORM,
YOU'LL TUMBLE OVERBOARD
YOU'LL TUMBLE OVERBOARD
tides
will
bring
bring
me back
to you...
I am
not a graceful person. I am not a Sunday morning or a
Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2am , I am gunshots
muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken windon during Febuary. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from
elegance with a dull thud, and I apoligize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around
people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has
become a storm. You don't see the lightening but you hear the echoes.
muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken windon during Febuary. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from
elegance with a dull thud, and I apoligize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around
people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has
become a storm. You don't see the lightening but you hear the echoes.
There is an electric storm happening right now
under
the moonlight and it's just so beautiful, oh my god.
the moonlight and it's just so beautiful, oh my god.
And besides, there's so much beauty in a storm.
L i f e ' s r o u g h e s t s t o r m
s
prove the strength of our
anchors♥
Storm Nemo.
Forget P. Sherman 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney..
Nemo's coming for the East Coast.
Forget P. Sherman 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney..
Nemo's coming for the East Coast.
I stepped out into a
storm today,
and realized this must be what it's like inside my heart.
and realized this must be what it's like inside my heart.
Our time together
feels like a storm, like a wild wind and rain, like something
too big to handle but too powerful to escape.
