Some chick just said on this weird show..i dont know the name of it:
"Life is hard. Death seems so easy."
Yes, life is hard. But were all doing it. I mean I'm still here. Death is one of my biggest fears.
(okay so im going to finish this blog later because i lost my thoughts but i had alot to say that this chicks words inspired)
Friday, July 31, 2009
Love
We all have our own definitions.
Mine is so all over the place.
Wish i could sum up my definition of love in 10 words or less.
I love this quote though about love.
"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
I think ONE of my favorite parts about loving someone that truly loves you back is being able to be yourself 100%. Like when your able to be completely vulnerable and not have to think twice about just being you..thats beautiful. ..takes alot of trust.i think when you grow together you get there.
And people have to remember. no one is perfect. everyone has flaws.or someone will have somethingg that gets on your nerves or that you cant stand. but at the end of the day you gotta compromise and stop to weigh the important things over those things. too many people let the petty things get in the way...and cant see beyond that...if its big huge things u cant take i get it...but not petty things. thats why people are divorcing left and right.
and hey, its okay to ask yourself: Can I do better? Make sure your man deserves you ladies. Make sure you believe he is ready for what you have to give.
Mine is so all over the place.
Wish i could sum up my definition of love in 10 words or less.
I love this quote though about love.
"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
I think ONE of my favorite parts about loving someone that truly loves you back is being able to be yourself 100%. Like when your able to be completely vulnerable and not have to think twice about just being you..thats beautiful. ..takes alot of trust.i think when you grow together you get there.
And people have to remember. no one is perfect. everyone has flaws.or someone will have somethingg that gets on your nerves or that you cant stand. but at the end of the day you gotta compromise and stop to weigh the important things over those things. too many people let the petty things get in the way...and cant see beyond that...if its big huge things u cant take i get it...but not petty things. thats why people are divorcing left and right.
and hey, its okay to ask yourself: Can I do better? Make sure your man deserves you ladies. Make sure you believe he is ready for what you have to give.
This man (kinda a poem)
Love.
I want the real thing.
Can I please have the real thing?
Am I asking for too much?
Love.
L-O-V-E.
I know one day I will meet this man.,,
I often dream about him….
Hmm…
Let me close my eyes.
Close my eyes till I can smell him
Just as everyone seems to have their own scent
His is special..it’s addicting.
Close my eyes till I can see his face
Yes, he’s handsome..with his contagious smile
And the way he caresses me with his eyes
Close my eyes till I can feel his touch
..And he caresses me with his strong, soft hands too
Close my eyes till I can hear his voice
His voice is one of my favorite things to hear..
It’s so soothing and can just
Bring me
to a
different
place.
A place him and I only know of.
So..there’s something unique to me about this mans’ eyes..and this man’s smile..and this mans’ hands..and this man’s voice…
This man.
Love…
But there’s more.
See, this man respects me.
He respects my mind
This man encourages my dreams.
He loves my imagination and my passion
This man is my number one fan
He believes in me and supports me.
This man enjoys conversation.
It’s not just about the ‘how are you’s’
And the ‘what did you do today’s’
See, this man wants to learn more about me.
He appreciates my intellect and respects my opinions.
This man.
Love…
This man has devotion.
His loyalty and honesty is like no other
This man wants me on a good day and on a bad day.
He’s there to smile at my smile and
He’s there to catch my tears.
This man tells me nothing can come between us.
..and I believe him.
This man smiles at my strength.
His determination and courage compliments mine.
This man wants to make a difference.
He notices and listens to unheard voices.
This man.
Love…
This man understands my past pains.
This man just wants to make me happy.
Make me happy and love me so much
That each.and.every. doubt in my heart
Transforms into trust and confidence.
This man is my bestfriend.
He makes me better.
This man learns from me, as I learn from him.
This man loves my imperfections
He loves and embraces the things I perceive as flaws.
This man says those are what makes me, me.
This man.
Love…
This man loves my hair fresh out shower..all curly and wavy
And yes, he loves it when it dries too…just like that…
No hair dryer or straightener.
This man loves the natural me.
This man loves the beauty mark on the upper left-hand side of my back.
This man loves my thick thighs and long legs.
He loves to run his hands along my curves,
As if he’s getting to know them for the first time..each and everytime..
But oh, ..he knows them so well.
This man loves me from my long Native American toes to the light brown freckles that dot my face.
This man.
Love..
This man is proud to hold my hand.
He holds it as if he’s promising to never let go.
This man lets me melt in his arms…
He makes me feel safe by his embrace.
This man makes me laugh till my stomach hurts…
He’s so good at this!
This man knows this is one of my favorite things to do
He keeps going when I’m finally able to get a , “STOP!!” out..
Because I cant breathe.
Love..
Now, this man I know do have our differences.
It would be boring without them.
He likes a challenge.
This man knows how to be serious
But he also knows how to laugh at our fights
Laugh when I’m trying to get the last word.
This man knows, just as I do, when to set pride aside
And say he was wrong.
He’s good at not dwelling, erasing tension, settling arguments,..and simply moving on.
This man says he believes our love is so strong that we can rise above anything.
…And I believe him.
This man takes me places.
He wants to experience new things with me
This man is eager to do things together
‘Cuz he wants special memories with me.
This man is always thinking of me.
He’s always thinking of things that will make me smile…
Whether its calling me back after a phone conversation
Just to say he already misses me or surprising me with red roses.
This man is so thoughtful.
He puts me before himself.
This man.
Love….
I love this man.
He’s my thoughts in the morning and my thoughts before I close my eyes…when I’m with him time escapes me..I adore his laugh..
I miss him the moment he leaves my side..our love doesn’t fade, it grows..both evidently and in secrecy.
See, I thought I knew what love was..but he showed me the real thing.
He made my dream of love a reality.
He is my real thing.
Love.
L-O-V-E.
I know one day I will meet this man…
I often dream about him..
This man…
My man.
…I guess it’s time to open my eyes again.
I want the real thing.
Can I please have the real thing?
Am I asking for too much?
Love.
L-O-V-E.
I know one day I will meet this man.,,
I often dream about him….
Hmm…
Let me close my eyes.
Close my eyes till I can smell him
Just as everyone seems to have their own scent
His is special..it’s addicting.
Close my eyes till I can see his face
Yes, he’s handsome..with his contagious smile
And the way he caresses me with his eyes
Close my eyes till I can feel his touch
..And he caresses me with his strong, soft hands too
Close my eyes till I can hear his voice
His voice is one of my favorite things to hear..
It’s so soothing and can just
Bring me
to a
different
place.
A place him and I only know of.
So..there’s something unique to me about this mans’ eyes..and this man’s smile..and this mans’ hands..and this man’s voice…
This man.
Love…
But there’s more.
See, this man respects me.
He respects my mind
This man encourages my dreams.
He loves my imagination and my passion
This man is my number one fan
He believes in me and supports me.
This man enjoys conversation.
It’s not just about the ‘how are you’s’
And the ‘what did you do today’s’
See, this man wants to learn more about me.
He appreciates my intellect and respects my opinions.
This man.
Love…
This man has devotion.
His loyalty and honesty is like no other
This man wants me on a good day and on a bad day.
He’s there to smile at my smile and
He’s there to catch my tears.
This man tells me nothing can come between us.
..and I believe him.
This man smiles at my strength.
His determination and courage compliments mine.
This man wants to make a difference.
He notices and listens to unheard voices.
This man.
Love…
This man understands my past pains.
This man just wants to make me happy.
Make me happy and love me so much
That each.and.every. doubt in my heart
Transforms into trust and confidence.
This man is my bestfriend.
He makes me better.
This man learns from me, as I learn from him.
This man loves my imperfections
He loves and embraces the things I perceive as flaws.
This man says those are what makes me, me.
This man.
Love…
This man loves my hair fresh out shower..all curly and wavy
And yes, he loves it when it dries too…just like that…
No hair dryer or straightener.
This man loves the natural me.
This man loves the beauty mark on the upper left-hand side of my back.
This man loves my thick thighs and long legs.
He loves to run his hands along my curves,
As if he’s getting to know them for the first time..each and everytime..
But oh, ..he knows them so well.
This man loves me from my long Native American toes to the light brown freckles that dot my face.
This man.
Love..
This man is proud to hold my hand.
He holds it as if he’s promising to never let go.
This man lets me melt in his arms…
He makes me feel safe by his embrace.
This man makes me laugh till my stomach hurts…
He’s so good at this!
This man knows this is one of my favorite things to do
He keeps going when I’m finally able to get a , “STOP!!” out..
Because I cant breathe.
Love..
Now, this man I know do have our differences.
It would be boring without them.
He likes a challenge.
This man knows how to be serious
But he also knows how to laugh at our fights
Laugh when I’m trying to get the last word.
This man knows, just as I do, when to set pride aside
And say he was wrong.
He’s good at not dwelling, erasing tension, settling arguments,..and simply moving on.
This man says he believes our love is so strong that we can rise above anything.
…And I believe him.
This man takes me places.
He wants to experience new things with me
This man is eager to do things together
‘Cuz he wants special memories with me.
This man is always thinking of me.
He’s always thinking of things that will make me smile…
Whether its calling me back after a phone conversation
Just to say he already misses me or surprising me with red roses.
This man is so thoughtful.
He puts me before himself.
This man.
Love….
I love this man.
He’s my thoughts in the morning and my thoughts before I close my eyes…when I’m with him time escapes me..I adore his laugh..
I miss him the moment he leaves my side..our love doesn’t fade, it grows..both evidently and in secrecy.
See, I thought I knew what love was..but he showed me the real thing.
He made my dream of love a reality.
He is my real thing.
Love.
L-O-V-E.
I know one day I will meet this man…
I often dream about him..
This man…
My man.
…I guess it’s time to open my eyes again.
Random Things about Me:
Random facts about me:
I hate girls.They are annoying and jealous. They are too petty for me.
A newly found interest of mine is photography. There's something about taking pictures and photo shopping them that i like. I might look into this. different expressions are real fun and interesting to me in pictures.
I love swedish fish. Yeah, the candy. They are one of my addictions. I emphasize the candy because at a summer program some chick from china thought I was talking about an actual fish from Sweden. smh..oh well..we all come from different places what can i tell you.
When I get real mad at someone I like to tell them to go give themselves a swirly..if i dont tell them those exact words, i say it in my head or think it because it makes me feel better and laugh. I think of them sticking their head in a toilet bowl and flushing mad times. This may be immature, but it started when I was little and just has been a continual thing.
i love my bestfriend erica. aka boobies. heres two quotes to describe how much: #1. id be found hitting my head against a palm tree near lake osceola bc id be unhappy not laughing every 30seconds and because girls at our school are against the law and i hate them. (thats after she said she cant imagine whered she be if we didnt meet) #2. if i could just download you and your ericaness and upload u into a dude id be happy forever loll. so yeah that sums up how much i love her in a nutshell.
i love to laugh all the time. Most people think I'm happy all the time. This isnt true. I smile even when im not happy or when something is bothering me. Dont act like you know me.
I'm goofy so i been told. guess its because im different. im slow at times. unpredictable..and random. laughing all the time at stupid things that i find to be unadulterated humor. i can be a big kid. so yeahh..thats why.
I have a weird obsession with hands. It's just like an affectionate thing. I like to hold hands alot. Or play with someones hands..theyre fingers..it's just something i do. thats been me since i was little..its carried through into my family and my relationships.lol
speaking of when i was little, i was independent from the start. I used to have no problem playing by myself. You'd find me in the corner playing my own game. At home I would play school with my stuff animals, pretending they were my students of course, and i would teach them whatever i wanted. lol. then I'd play 'family' and i would have my babydoll as my child and pretend my pillow was my husband...and yeah i would talk to him. What an imagination I had..hahahaa..and then into school i only had like one or two close friends that i actually cared about..and its been that way forever. I like it that way. I dont need to know everyone or have this large group of friends to feel good about myself or some ish. I only need one or two people that know the real me inside and outside..and that keep it real. its worked for me. plus also im a bad pretender. I really try hard, but i dont last long in pretending i like someone. Most people get the hint..others dont see the acting. Pretending just usually doesnt work. And i mean, I'm real fastidious when it comes to friends.
Dancing around my room when no one is watching me and singing loudly with my music blasting is one of the number one things that makes me feel better.
I love the beach at night. I think its one of the most romantic things.
I'm simply complex. Yes, that is an oxymoron, but its the truth. I am a simple girl. I like simple things. I simply wear the same two rings, the same necklace, and usually gold hoop earrings all the time. I like other earrings dont get me wrong..but for some reason always fall back to wearing my hoops. My style is not too crazy either. pretty simple. yeah i'm jus not a 'too much' type person. I am complex when it comes to my thoughts and feelings. Alot of people find it hard to understand me sometimes.Or they can't figure me out.I have alot of intricate thoughts about everything. that's all. Ima try to figure out more on how to explain my self.because it is true..in so many ways im simple..but then can be soo complex.
i was obsessed with usher and ll cool j throughout my middle school yrs. I thought they were the hottest men alive. lol
I wish I could fly. This has always been a wish of mine. I think it would be amazing...to just be able to take off into the sky and fly just like that.
My favorite animals are turtles and elephants and dogs.
I wish to fall in love with someone so hard and that i truly do get to spend the rest of my life with them...a love so strong that we overcome everything and anything..because at the end of the day we cant live without one another. maybe thats only fairytale books or some ish.but i want it.
There must be something wrong with me because I am alwaysss cold. This is why I love the islands and Miami so much. Its warm. I hate being cold and uncomfortable. I like Air Condition only for short amounts of time.
I have a bad habit of biting my nails. Once in my life i went a month without biting them and they were beautifully long. but, that didnt last. I bite them when I'm thinking hard about something or very nervous or stressed.
I worry alot. I been trying to work out this. Its not that Im pessimistic. I try to be positive. I just have been learning to let things go I dont have control over. Or learning to not things too serious in a way.
I have a scar on my chin that i used to be extremely insecure about when I was younger. I thought I was ugly for a certain period of time. In middle school, I member secretly thinking no guy would ever want to kiss me or come near my lips with that scar there. I dont know what was wrong wit me, but I love myself..my scar..and I think Im beautiful now.
I happen to be addicted to Jamba Juice ever since I got to Miami since we have one at school. I spent so much money this year on those smoothies. I swear I had one like every other day. I love them. CarribbeanPassion is my favorite.
I want to get married on the beach.
I hate when girls wear foundation or mad powder. It makes your skin look fake. If you have serious acne, ok I understand...but if you have a few blemishes..or uneven skin tone..or freckles..who cares..its you. accept it.
That's all for now.
I hate girls.They are annoying and jealous. They are too petty for me.
A newly found interest of mine is photography. There's something about taking pictures and photo shopping them that i like. I might look into this. different expressions are real fun and interesting to me in pictures.
I love swedish fish. Yeah, the candy. They are one of my addictions. I emphasize the candy because at a summer program some chick from china thought I was talking about an actual fish from Sweden. smh..oh well..we all come from different places what can i tell you.
When I get real mad at someone I like to tell them to go give themselves a swirly..if i dont tell them those exact words, i say it in my head or think it because it makes me feel better and laugh. I think of them sticking their head in a toilet bowl and flushing mad times. This may be immature, but it started when I was little and just has been a continual thing.
i love my bestfriend erica. aka boobies. heres two quotes to describe how much: #1. id be found hitting my head against a palm tree near lake osceola bc id be unhappy not laughing every 30seconds and because girls at our school are against the law and i hate them. (thats after she said she cant imagine whered she be if we didnt meet) #2. if i could just download you and your ericaness and upload u into a dude id be happy forever loll. so yeah that sums up how much i love her in a nutshell.
i love to laugh all the time. Most people think I'm happy all the time. This isnt true. I smile even when im not happy or when something is bothering me. Dont act like you know me.
I'm goofy so i been told. guess its because im different. im slow at times. unpredictable..and random. laughing all the time at stupid things that i find to be unadulterated humor. i can be a big kid. so yeahh..thats why.
I have a weird obsession with hands. It's just like an affectionate thing. I like to hold hands alot. Or play with someones hands..theyre fingers..it's just something i do. thats been me since i was little..its carried through into my family and my relationships.lol
speaking of when i was little, i was independent from the start. I used to have no problem playing by myself. You'd find me in the corner playing my own game. At home I would play school with my stuff animals, pretending they were my students of course, and i would teach them whatever i wanted. lol. then I'd play 'family' and i would have my babydoll as my child and pretend my pillow was my husband...and yeah i would talk to him. What an imagination I had..hahahaa..and then into school i only had like one or two close friends that i actually cared about..and its been that way forever. I like it that way. I dont need to know everyone or have this large group of friends to feel good about myself or some ish. I only need one or two people that know the real me inside and outside..and that keep it real. its worked for me. plus also im a bad pretender. I really try hard, but i dont last long in pretending i like someone. Most people get the hint..others dont see the acting. Pretending just usually doesnt work. And i mean, I'm real fastidious when it comes to friends.
Dancing around my room when no one is watching me and singing loudly with my music blasting is one of the number one things that makes me feel better.
I love the beach at night. I think its one of the most romantic things.
I'm simply complex. Yes, that is an oxymoron, but its the truth. I am a simple girl. I like simple things. I simply wear the same two rings, the same necklace, and usually gold hoop earrings all the time. I like other earrings dont get me wrong..but for some reason always fall back to wearing my hoops. My style is not too crazy either. pretty simple. yeah i'm jus not a 'too much' type person. I am complex when it comes to my thoughts and feelings. Alot of people find it hard to understand me sometimes.Or they can't figure me out.I have alot of intricate thoughts about everything. that's all. Ima try to figure out more on how to explain my self.because it is true..in so many ways im simple..but then can be soo complex.
i was obsessed with usher and ll cool j throughout my middle school yrs. I thought they were the hottest men alive. lol
I wish I could fly. This has always been a wish of mine. I think it would be amazing...to just be able to take off into the sky and fly just like that.
My favorite animals are turtles and elephants and dogs.
I wish to fall in love with someone so hard and that i truly do get to spend the rest of my life with them...a love so strong that we overcome everything and anything..because at the end of the day we cant live without one another. maybe thats only fairytale books or some ish.but i want it.
There must be something wrong with me because I am alwaysss cold. This is why I love the islands and Miami so much. Its warm. I hate being cold and uncomfortable. I like Air Condition only for short amounts of time.
I have a bad habit of biting my nails. Once in my life i went a month without biting them and they were beautifully long. but, that didnt last. I bite them when I'm thinking hard about something or very nervous or stressed.
I worry alot. I been trying to work out this. Its not that Im pessimistic. I try to be positive. I just have been learning to let things go I dont have control over. Or learning to not things too serious in a way.
I have a scar on my chin that i used to be extremely insecure about when I was younger. I thought I was ugly for a certain period of time. In middle school, I member secretly thinking no guy would ever want to kiss me or come near my lips with that scar there. I dont know what was wrong wit me, but I love myself..my scar..and I think Im beautiful now.
I happen to be addicted to Jamba Juice ever since I got to Miami since we have one at school. I spent so much money this year on those smoothies. I swear I had one like every other day. I love them. CarribbeanPassion is my favorite.
I want to get married on the beach.
I hate when girls wear foundation or mad powder. It makes your skin look fake. If you have serious acne, ok I understand...but if you have a few blemishes..or uneven skin tone..or freckles..who cares..its you. accept it.
That's all for now.
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