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SAN JOSE, COSTA RICA: VESSEL (21 Pilots, PT. 2)

Published on April 17, 2019 by jacquelinemhadelLeave a comment

THE SOUNDTRACK TO MY THREE MONTHS OF LIVING IN COSTA RICA HAS BEEN ALMOST EXCLUSIVELY, THE 4 TWENTY ONE PILOTS’ ALBUMS: SELF-TITLED, VESSEL, BLURRYFACE, AND TRENCH. THIS UPCOMING 4-PART PHOTO SERIES WILL FEATURE CAPTIONS WITH THEIR LYRICS DESCRIBING AN EVEN DEEPER CONTEXTUALIZATION OF MY OVERALL PURE VIDA EXPERIENCE.

***i’ll stay awake, ’cause the dark’s not taking prisoners* *tonight.***

**why am i not scared in the morning? i don’t hear those voices calling. i must have kicked them out…**

***you think twice about your life. it* *probably* *happens at night, right?***

***am i the only one i know waging my wars behind my face and above my throat?* *shadows* *will scream that i’m alone.***

**behind my eyelids are islands of violence.**

**and since we know that dreams are dead, and life turns plans up on their head, i will plan to be a bum, so i just might become someone.**

***i’m forced to* *deal with* *what i feel, there is no distraction to mask what is real.***

**i find over the course of our human existence, one thing consists of** ***consistence. and it’s that we’re all battling fear. oh dear, i don’t* *know* *if we*** ***know why we’re here.***

**i’m semi-automatic. my prayer’s schizophrenic.**

***i do not know why i would go in* *front of you and hide my soul, ’cause you’re the only one who knows it.***

don’t wanna call you in the night time. don’t wanna give you all my pieces. don’t wanna hand you all my trouble. don’t wanna give you all my demons. you’ll have to watch me struggle from several rooms away. but tonight, i’ll need you to stay.

**i’ll never be what you see inside. you say i’m not alone, but i am petrified.**

**i can feel your breath. i can feel my death. i want to know you. i want to see. i want to say** ***hello.***

15apr19. san jose, costa rica.

SAN JOSE, COSTA RICA: IMPLICIT DEMAND FOR PROOF (21 Pilots, PT. 1)

Published on April 17, 2019April 17, 2019 by jacquelinemhadel6 Comments

the soundtrack to my three months of living in Costa Rica has been almost exclusively, the 4 twenty one pilots’ albums: self-titled, vessel, blurryface, and trench. this upcoming 4-part photo series will feature captions with their lyrics describing an even deeper contextualization of my overall pure vida experience.

i’ll try to delay what you make of my life. but i don’t want your way. i want mine.

you are tired. you are hurt. a moth ate through your favorite shirt. and all your friends, they fertilize the ground you walk. lose your mind.

i’ve been traveling in the deserts of my mind.

living like a ghost, you walk by everyone you know. you say that you’re fine, but you have lost your sway and glow.

then the wages of war will start inside my head with my counterpart.

no one really knows his mind and no one knows behind his eyes.

we get colder as we grow older. we will walk so much slower.

i’m not sure i want to give you tools that can destroy my heart.

he wakes up early today, throws on a mask that will alter his face. nobody knows his real name…

he thinks that faith might be dead. nothing kills a man faster than his own head.

the air begins to feel a little thin, as we’re waiting for the morning to begin.

i wanna fall inside your ghost and fill up every hole inside my mind. and i want everyone to know that i am half a soul divided.

look in the mirror and ask your soul if you’re alright.

put on the glitter that your soul hides behind.

all we are is an isle of flightless birds.

please don’t think about why you can’t sleep in the evening.

please don’t be afraid of what your soul is really thinking.

how frustrating and so degrading, his time we’re wasting, as time will fly by and the sky will cry as light is fading…

16apr19. San Jose, Costa Rica.

SAN JOSE, COSTA RICA 🇨🇷: RIDE

Published on April 15, 2019 by jacquelinemhadelLeave a comment

Ride

Twenty One Pilots

I just wanna stay in the sun where I find
I know it’s hard sometimes
Pieces of peace in the sun’s peace of mind
I know it’s hard sometimes
Yeah, I think about the end just way too much
But it’s fun to fantasize
All my enemies who wouldn’t wish who I was
But it’s fun to fantasize