Written by Jacob Ibrag
It’s not about where we end up,
because it all ends eventually. It’s
about what you’ve seen and the
people that have affected the way
you breathe. It’s about stopping
for a moment every now and then
to ask yourself if you have truly
lived. I know I haven’t, and that’s
alright. The human condition goes
on, and so will the rest of us.
Photography by Jared Tyler


Truth has been told.
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lovely!!!
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Thanks 🙂
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Awesome words.
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Thank you 🙂
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“It’s not about where we end up, because it all ends eventually.” That’s my fave line.
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Thanks 🙂
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Superb!!♡♡♡
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Thank you 🙂
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Talent deserves praise ♡♡♡
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😀
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Of course you have lived. Had you not, I would not have been touched by your words.
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That means a lot, thank you 🙂
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This is awesome – some of your work is great!
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Thank you 🙂
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I used to think that way until I realized that I didn’t know what “having lived” or “living” means beyond the biological basics. The best I can come up with is that I am living while writing something, commenting on a blog post with people I love. Otherwise, I don’t know. Part-time dead, maybe.
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in our resources life
we don’t know how the end.. be!
but in writing things
can be ending of means.
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