December 14, 2012

• Such a sad, tragic day

  

  I love the feeling after a good run. Or the feeling when my favorite song is on full blast in the car, driving through the country air. I like when my mom makes my favorite meal. I like traveling to nowhere, getting lost, and then the best part, being found. I like being held by someone who means a lot to me, especially when I haven’t seen them in awhile. We always complain there isn’t enough time. Or that these moments never come around enough. It’s true that we never stop growing old, and we mature faster than we’d like. But time is the essence of life, and it brings change and surprise. I like watching the people I care for get older, change, become who they’re suppose to be. Sometimes we all wish to go back, to repeat a moment, or pause it forever. But we need change, even when we don’t want it. The cards are placed and time brings us closer to our destination. All the while as we travel through.. the things we love doing, the people we share our life with, that’s the destiny. We’re not suppose to end up anywhere, we’re suppose to make the best of this journey.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Just before we never speak again, remember when you used to be my friend. You treated me like shit. I’m never going to deny it even though I play your little game. I was there everytime you called my name. I still thought our friendship would last, but now it’s all in the past. All the secrets I shared and you never cared so let me tell you: I hate you, and yes I mean it.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  I believe in manicures. I believe in overdressing. I believe in primping at leisure and wearing lipstick. I believe in pink. I believe that loving is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  This year, do what makes you happy and forget about the things that may stand in the way of that feeling. Let go of the pain that was caused by trying to find love and this year, let love find you. You have 365 days to make it wonderful.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  I suck with words, but sometimes words aren’t the thing. Love isn’t about words, it’s about what you do. And what I did, running away, it was stupid. We both know love is a big, scary, evil concept. But if you feel it, it’s going to follow you around like a hungry dog. I didn’t mean to say that love is a dog. I just mean I’m not going anywhere. I love you. If love beats us up, let’s just beat it up right back. We can do this. If you’re ready to make the jump, I’ll be right there to catch you.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  You don’t like me? I don’t care. You think I’m loud and stuck up? Well that’s your opinion. You think I’m ugly? Well, I will tell you right now that you are nothing close to perfect. The point is, what people think does not matter one single bit. Just love yourself because in reality, you can’t love anyone else if you don’t love yourself.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Your smile is seriously the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Honestly, it can bright up my whole day. Just looking at your beautiful face makes me want to pull you into my arms and hold you there forever.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Beautiful things come out of horrible situations. I know for a fact. Out of sadness you get a new found wisdom on how the world can look with a haze of gray clouds, how people can be senseless, how you can see the whole universe in a whole new way. And that may be hard to handle, hard to cope, hard to accept, but it is so damn beautiful if you really take the chance to realize. Out of anger, you can feel your heart beat race, with every beat it is shaking your whole being and not only the heavy steps you take. It is when you, your whole self and some power is telling you that you are alive.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

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