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For the past couple days I’ve been on a hunt for a new guitar which so far hasn’t been very successful and it’s beginning to frustrate me immensely. It’s making me more upset than it should/without a guitar I feel empty, lost, useless etc you get the picture. Since I’m always tirelessly self-psycho analyzing myself it got me thinking about this Sylvia Plath quote I heard awhile back ——“Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.” so I thought, am I using this guitar to fill a void? Well absolutely. Not necessarily a bad one but not exactly a healthy one either. I don’t have the best relationships with people, not on my end but most people are full of bullshit and I don’t have the patience to deal with them. Also, my guitar will never lie to me; love me unconditionally; will know my deepest secrets; help me at my most vulnerable; and will become my best friend. I know its unhealthy to seek connections in material things but I don’t care. I’m a fucking musician, and most of the time I’m an emotional train wreck and my guitar keeps me from derailing.

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this photograph intrigues me so much! why isn’t this the most famous photo from 9/11 instead of the falling man? isn’t 2 people holding hands after jumping more significant than 1 man? it makes me wonder what the story is behind this photo, were they friends or lovers? or just strangers who were too scared to jump alone? it shows that people need a helping hand even in their final moments, i love it.

Fucking reblog today; tomorrow. Any day I see it on my dash. Beautiful. I for one think they were strangers. Sometimes it’s easier to care for a stranger, how else would they have found the courage to not only jump, but to look into someone’s eyes and jump. I don’t think I could have done that if I knew the person well.

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