cheetah sister, curious child, sassy sagittarius
aloha, i'm chuuchie. here lie my thoughts, my inspirations, and my treasures.
It’s rarely a concrete moment. I think that, usually, it all slowly sneaks up on you. You look at your life and your heart and you realize that something is different. You look back a year and are shocked by the enormity of difference, and the similarity.
The hard part is assigning meaning to that feeling. Sometimes I don’t understand the purpose of going through so much, continuously, just to end up in a vulnerable place all over agin. I don’t understand the purpose of feeling so much pain, and spending so much time thinking about everything.
I think that I find myself and lose myself all the time. I have these fleeting moments of epiphanic understanding, but most of my time is spent in utter confusion.
I do know this: love is my element. Attachment and intimacy make my life and my mind a complicated mess of doubt and destruction, but I also feel paradoxically safe. I will always live in emotional extremes, but here, I have a purpose. I want to write and create and think, because I’m experiencing something incredible. Perhaps love destroys us, but I’d rather be destroyed by love than anything else.
I like faces and bodies. I like the way that eyes tell stories of sadness and hope, and I like the way that silky hair falls on freckled skin and hands intertwine. I like the enormity of nature—the way the stars and leaves and ocean swirl together to create a world of mystery, at which we can only…
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