October 8, 2012

• Tomorrow is a new day

  

  Sometimes there doesn’t even have to be a reason. I knew from experience that no matter how much you turn things in your head, trying to make sense of them, some people just defy all logic.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  I expected something to go wrong today; it didn’t. 
I love this kind of disappointment.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  You love somebody and then you don’t love them anymore. But if you really love somebody, you always love them, don’t you? Isn’t there always some small part of you that still reads their horoscope in the paper everyday?

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  If you cut yourself, if you hate yourself, if you eat, if you don’t eat. If your parents split up, if your parents hit you, if your mom tells you you’re a piece of trash. If you got in a car crash and half your face is gone – wake up in the morning and give yourself a shot. Do it. Not for music, not for any reason other than the fact that you are alive and you were give the grace to wake up another day. So do it, man. Just freaking get out there and try.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  It’s like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And it’s not so important happy ever after, just that it’s happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you, and once in a while people may even take your breath away.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Honestly, I don’t care what anyone thinks. You’re the one I want. It doesn’t matter what they say. I’m not scared of that. I’m just scared that I’m gonna share all my feelings with you and you’re just gonna stare at me and I won’t mean a thing.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  I’m not shooting for a “successful” relationship at this point, I’m just looking for something that will prevent me from throwing myself in front of a bus.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  You will be the only you to ever live on this planet. How fucking rad is that?

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Bad is not an absolute, but a relative term. Ask the robber who used the cash he stole to feed his infant; the rapist who was sexually abused as a child; the kidnapper who truly believed he was saving a life. And just because you break the law doesn’t mean you have intentionally crossed the line into evil. Sometimes the line creeps up on you, and before you know it, you’re standing on the other side.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Maybe we’re not supposed to be happy. Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human. Maybe we’re thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we’re thankful for the things we’ll never know. At the end of the day, the fact that we have the courage to still be standing is reason enough to celebrate.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Life is funny. It’s funny how the simplest things can knock us off our feet; the perfect gust of wind, driving down country roads with the windows down, seeing someone you love smile, being where you feel right, skinny dipping at midnight while the moon shines, letters from old friends…and yet, these simple things, remind us why we live.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

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