Smitten Art Founder
Fan of all things wonderful
There were many nights where I felt the tears crowding against the back of my throat. I was in a boat with just enough holes to keep my hands busy, never floating, never sinking.
You left me while my ankles were still dry, before things got to the point where I was constantly soaked - you left me in little ways as if you were forgetting I used to be your home. You didn’t text first anymore. You used one-word replies. Nothing I said was funny, it was annoying, it was overly happy, it was forced to you as if my kisses had become a foreign language. I excused every moment of it. I told myself the taste of salt water was poisoning your tongue, that my darkness was stinging your open wounds, that the ocean that grew between us started as a puddle and could go back to being one, that love is a choice and if I fought hard enough, you’d choose us.
And one day I realized that you used to be the first person I could go to for anything and you had somehow become the opposite, that I was terrified of admitting weakness, that any potential burden I placed upon you panicked me. And maybe this would have never mattered but at the same time the boat flooded and I found myself alone in a way I had never been, I found myself in a place where I had often used razor blades as lifejackets, where the great grey had been fought off by taunting the sharks with bleeding until they had swallowed me. But for the first time in my life, I looked up to the sky and told myself that this time, I wasn’t going to drown, I was going to grow wings.
Maybe it’s best you forgot my name. I rebuilt the letters until they were stronger than the girl you used to know, I rebuilt me. I have never been able to swim, I don’t know why I was so enamored with the ocean. I deserve flight. It hurt for a while, but something kept my heart pounding and full of light. I was without anything - without you, without friends, without blades to keep me company - and despite everything I had assumed, I somehow made it through.
Maybe that’s what it takes to learn strength: losing everything, so quickly, so quietly, so catastrophically - so much so that you discover that your house can burn and your mother can get sick and your dog can die and it can all take place in the span of a month but when you look down, this body, your body: for once, you’ve kept this body is whole.
I don’t need you anymore.
"Captain Dave Anderson of Capt. Dave’s Dolphin and Whale Safari in Dana Point, California, at great personal risk, has recently filmed and edited a 5-minute video that contains some of the most beautiful, jaw-dropping, footage ever taken with a drone from the air of a huge mega-pod of thousands of common dolphins stampeding off Dana Point, California, three gray whales migrating together down the coast off San Clemente, California, and heartwarming close-ups hovering over a newborn Humpback whale calf snuggling and playing with its mom as an escort whale stands guard nearby, filmed recently in Maui."
Drones have really received a bad wrap, as of course there are many negatives involved. THIS is how you can use a drone to capture something beautiful.
I get so overwhelmed whenever I get an iTunes gift card
Like what music do I deem worthy enough to legally purchase?
On my tombstone please write “Not appreciating my puns when I was alive was a grave mistake”
when you spell a word so wrong that spell check is like i dont know what to tell u man
I didn’t want my family to judge me so I walked past them with 2 cookies on my plate and 4 in my pockets
HAHA this is me
there is a huge difference between genuinely liking someone and liking the attention they give you and it took me a long time to realise that
when friend’s parents pay for your food and you have to pretend you don’t want them to
the thing with the Sims is that you either play it 14 hours a day for three weeks straight or never
E.T., what about E.T.?
That moment when Jeremy realises he’s in his 40’s.