death 2.

when you arc gracefully towards something inevitible. do you always want to stop mid way there and pause , frozen in between.

or do you always welcome what you're headed towards.

love.

growth.

adulthood.

death.

choppy water below the golden gate bridge.

i don't understand.

and i actually mean that. not just feel that.

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