> 400$.
“whats your worth?
how do you measure something so endless?”
contemplating the idea of the earth’s population in its entirety, i get anxious and decide to spend my time thinking of the people who fill my life instead.
We Are Not Alone.
You Are Not Alone.
He Aint Heavy, She’s My Brother.
heat and sound resonate from the pores beneath the leaves and the birds have never sung louder.
i am deafened by their chanting and need a cigarette desperately.
“whats your worth?”
oh, alright. ill take a second stab at it…
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um.
in a nutshell (in a nutshell? are you kidding me?), i guess my guess is just as good as yours.
your worth is measured by the lives you touch and by the good deeds you willingly do. it is every ounce of your being; the evil and honourable parts of you too.
no one is measured by a fine amount of money or as a person to fuck.
we are particles, vibrating for each other, living to make someone else’s worth more worthwhile.
lets just leave it at that, shall we?
ive been trying to calm myself from the mix of caffeine and excitement as i count the days left till monday. four.
tomorrow is the sixteenth.
tomorrow is our day.
You Are Not Alone,
You Are Home.
