The State of (Gucci) Mane

Sprang Break in New England, y’all.

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Baby i got a plan,

Runaway fast as you can.

(Source: Spotify)

From a distance I am drawn. For my mind cannot wander anywhere else. With such an attraction I cannot stray. Like ocean waves, I am mesmerized by you. The closer I get the stronger I feel. Little by little. Feet first. As the water rises on my body. I can feel the anticipation growing. The sand beneath my feet. Higher and higher. That feeling of excitement now turns into fear. Back and fourth, back and forth. But I’m too deep. It’s too far. I can’t turn around now, but only drift and see how far I can get. Praying for the tide to bring me back to shore. How could something so beautiful, so irresistible, turn out to be so deceiving? I’m getting closer now, as relief fills my body. As I feel the sand beneath my toes again, I know I am safe. I finally step out of the deceitful abyss, the only thing I had hoped for, that i had longed for. The dismay that I feel will never subside. And I will never set foot in that water again.

"The clock of life is wound but once,
And no man has the power
To tell just when the hands will stop
At late or early hour.
Today, only is our own.
So live, love and toil with a will.
Place no faith in tomorrow,
For the clock may soon be still."
— Robert H. Smith (via obscure-utopia)

words of wisdom

my escape

my escape

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It took awhile for her to figure out she could run
But when she did, she was long gone, long gone.