January 2012
3 posts
July 2011
4 posts
July Twenty Eleven
Fireworks in New York’s beautiful skyline.
My reason for loving new life
The pic on the right was taken in winter 2011, and the pic on the left was taken in spring of 2011. Can you see my reason for embracing new life?
“I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient...”
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Dear Lord, If this is the cross you wish for me to carry I will gladly bear this weight it’s not even a fraction of the burden you had to bear and though the weight is heavy and though this burden hurts grant me the grace to bear it with ease to carry it in serenity and peace if this is where i meant to be in the middle of hearts breaking hearts in the process of healing then please fortify my own...
June 2011
2 posts
1 tag
Life in the concrete jungle
There’s a garden across from my building so beautiful that people would drive across four states and yonder to behold it’s magnificence. In late fall, I often daydreamed about how serene it would be once spring arrived. So yesterday, I snuck inside, captured the moments, and at the risk of having someone report me to the garden police I’m going to admit that I stole a few...
No matter how brave, strong, or levelheaded we...
February 2011
1 post
January 2011
29 posts
Silent and Grey
Today was a giant ball of suck, wrapped in sleet, snow and horizontal-wind-crapstorm. This was the view from my classroom window. Maybe in August when I’m cursing the fact that it’s been over 100 degrees for two months I’ll look back and think, wow, how cute was last winter. But right now it’s not so cute.
Truthful Tuesday
I’m falling deeper in love with words every day.They have this ability to build or break, caress or cloy, devour or destroy. They can show you what a thousand broken smiles and a million tears cannot. They are so easy to use, empty promises so easy to deliver. But they fill the holes in my pores and explain what my heart beat and dry mouth cannot. They have the ability to mend and fit into...
Beauty. Where’s my row boat?
Story Of My Life.
And I hate that you feature so strongly in the story of my life when you are irrelevant now. Like a lead actor that dies early on, but the plot revolves around him. And you thought you were the centre of the universe, or rather the universe itself. You are neither. You are the big bang. And I evolved from you.
The conversation between your fingers and someone...
#POW!!
♥♥ I want someone to feel like this about me, damn it!
Truthful Tuesday
I’m dreaming big without apologies. I think I’m going to pull it off well too. One step at a time, showing up, and getting shit done. Not that I’m not terrified or that there aren’t voices whispering, “Who you do think you are?” and “You can’t do this; there’s no way” oh yea, every few minutes. I’m moving forward anyway, because...
I never want to get married. I tell people it’s because I don’t think love needs rings or vows. And that’s true. But the bigger reason is that I’m afraid.
I’m afraid that being married would turn me into a wife. One of those women who say they’re happily married, even though they’ve gained 60 pounds since the wedding, have sex with their husbands twice a year and have run out of things to talk...
WatchTwo Men
Pretty darn close to perfect.
every woman..
lipsofdavinci:
could use a bit more romance…
I love the word "FRIENEMY"
It describes perfectly those people who says they are friends but are toxic to you. Those who boycott and put you down each time they need. Despite the meaning being negative, the word describes a type of relationship in a playful and cool way. One of those words that are part of our time and culture.
I wonder-
if the things that remind me of you remind you of me.
Truthful Tuesday: Changes
I’m beginning 2011 with a vague sense of self, realizing I’m actually a broken version of who I previously thought I was. It’s distressing to realize your flaws are deeper than you originally thought. It’s eye opening and disheartening but it’s motivating me to get better. I’m not sure how to do it but I’m determined to try.
I’ve made mistakes, I’ve been impulsive, I’ve been mindless of...
Dear 2011: I am going to massage your ass with exotic oils while feeding you hand-peeled grapes and telling you how wise and attractive and thin and youthful-looking you are.
December 2010
7 posts
It’s late nights like this that are the worst. You stay up all night, and can’t get yourself to fall asleep, so all you do is think. Think about everything. Everything that you have been through in your life. And as always, it’s mostly the bad things that stand out the most. You reminisce the good times you’ve had with people that no longer exist in your life. You think...
Learn your way around loneliness. Make a map of it. Sit with it, for once in your life. Welcome to the human experience. But never again use another person’s body or emotions as a scratching post for your own unfulfilled yearnings.
—Elizabeth Gilbert|Eat,Pray,Love
Mmhmmm
The thing is
People are still people, no matter how much their actions suck, no matter how screwed up their perception of life is, and you still have to love them. One at a time. If everyone gave up on those that were hard to love, they would never change.
Confession #35
I still check up on you in a while, see how you’re doing from afar.
I’m glad to see that from here, all looks well.
You really do deserve it, even after everything.
Wanted:
A spiritual bond with you: Solid Unbreakable Indivisible Impenetrable Eternal God blessed
October 2010
4 posts
And the movies, the shows, the books, the world, they tell us love is sacrifice. That they are one and the same, intertwined. But why? What if I don’t want to sacrifice. What if I can’t anymore? Why does compromise have to be so closely related? And does that make me selfish? But I have never managed to love like that, in a non sacrificial, non compromised way. I can’t tell you...
When I woke up this morning lying in bed, I asked myself,
‘What are some of the secrets of success in life?’
I found the answer right there, in my very room.
The Fan said… Be Cool.
The Roof said… Aim High.
The Window said… See the World.
The Clock said… Every minute is Precious.
The Mirror said… Reflect before you Act.
The Calendar said… Be...
Layers
I am done with you and all the bullshit associated with you.
I am done with you and all the bullshit.
I am done with you.
I am done.
I am.