Mars of the Positive Toxicity

Busy trying to save her own planet.
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Fearless Friday! Do something you’ve been postponing to do. Forgive an enemy, forget anger, fuel up, fathom out life, free yourself from a past mistake that’s been haunting you, fess up, fail so hard that the only option left is to fly.

“I have always been fascinated with fireworks. The cracks followed by brilliant cascades of sparkles and glitter, the streams of light lingering for a moment, has always set my heart ablaze in a beautiful kind of way. But have you ever thought about what happens when the fireworks display is over? What becomes of that magnificent explosion in the sky? After the gleaming, colorful flares, after the ‘ooohhs’ and ‘aaahhhs’ from the spectators, after it fades into the black, starless sky—where does it go?

No one really thinks about what happens after the fall. How it must feel to hit the ground after being shattered in the sky, after having all those foreign eyes watch you get torn apart, after losing that beauteous light, after being vibrant one moment, and faded the next. These are the moments not everyone would dare talk about—those heart-shattering, difficult times that drain you out of hope and make you feel like trash. Relationships, career, dreams that suddenly fell from its glorious state to the ground. The moments when you’ve gone dark.”

I have always been fascinated with fireworks. The cracks followed by brilliant cascades of sparkles and glitter, the streams of light lingering for a moment, has always set my heart ablaze in a beautiful kind of way. But have you ever thought about what happens when the fireworks display is over? What becomes of that magnificent explosion in the sky? After the gleaming, colorful flares, after the ‘ooohhs’ and ‘aaahhhs’ from the spectators, after it fades into the black, starless sky—where does it go?

No one really thinks about what happens after the fall. How it must feel to hit the ground after being shattered in the sky, after having all those foreign eyes watch you get torn apart, after losing that beauteous light, after being vibrant one moment, and faded the next. These are the moments not everyone would dare talk about—those heart-shattering, difficult times that drain you out of hope and make you feel like trash. Relationships, career, dreams that suddenly fell from its glorious state to the ground. The moments when you’ve gone dark.”

Fragments.

Fragments.

Remember how we vowed to stand the test of time? 

Remember how we vowed to stand the test of time? 

It’s a brand new day. 

It’s a brand new day. 

Here comes the sun… (Taken with Instagram)

Here comes the sun… (Taken with Instagram)