Seeing Good from the bad.

Life changes every minute of everyday. You lose friends. You gain friends. You realize your friend wasn’t ever really your friend and the person you used to hate can make a really good friend. You look for love. You find love. You lose love. You realize all along that you’ve been loved. You laugh. You cry. You laugh so hard that you cry. You do this, you do that. You really wish you hadn’t done that. You then learn from that and you’re glad that you did. You have your ups. You have your downs. You see good movies. You see bad movies. You wonder if your life is just a big movie. You look at others and wish you were them. You then realize who they are and glad that you’re you. You love life. You hate life. In the end you just find yourself happy to be living life, no matter what’s being thrown at you.

What used to be A Little Bit Of Heaven.

 

I remember what it's like to let yourself feel something for someone else, and to let them become a part of you. I remember what it's like to feel their fingerprints sink into your skin and to feel them linger even if it's been days since their last touch. I remember what it's like to have soft kisses on the cheeks, forehead, and nose as they're being shared in secrecy in the dark. I remember what it's like to have the hand of another nearby, just to reach out and grab when you need a little reassurance. I remember a lot of things about how it felt like, and all the smaller parts that somehow makes a person feel whole. I remember, I remember, I remember.

Words you say.

We’ve all been hurt by words before. So before you speak, think about how your words might effect someone else.

Somebody That I Used To Know.

    

Smile.

 

You.

   

Set fire...your face.

 

At least respect me enough to tell me what's up. If you don't want to talk to me, just tell me. If I'm getting on your nerves, just let me know. If you're losing feelings, don't keep me waiting just to lead me on or play me. I at least deserve to know. So instead of keeping things to yourself, just be straight up and honest with me so I don't have to sit around looking stupid.

Ian.

   

Something on.

 

Everyone wears a mask.

Whether it is a mask of sadness, pain, laughter, or (most common) happiness, we all put on one just to hide the person we really are on the inside. Our faults, our feelings, our insecurities, our weaknesses, are all hiding behind this mask for it really is easier to fake what we are feeling than to try and explain our problems to someone who won’t ever understands. With that mask, we pretend to be someone we’re not. We restrain ourselves from being our own individual for we are afraid of what others would think once the masks is gone. This mask prevents us from acting like our true self and will not be taken off unless we’re surrounded by the people closest to us. In a way, the masks we wear are a type of self-protection. It protects us from getting hurt, feeling excluded, and feeling like we don’t belong just because we’re different.

Shit Cats Say.

   

  

Their faces.

 

 

Acquiescence.

“I’ve accepted the fact that because I’m human, I’m terrific in one thing, good at some, mediocre at a bit more, and terrible at others. And if you’re human, you are too. You’ll have to discover the one thing that you are good at and major in it.”

— Bo Sanchez

Sing me my lullaby.

 

The past few days and the couple more ahead would be the most stressful days I would have ever faced in my entire life. Don't think I've gone through anytime when it felt like this. Holding it as much as I can. It takes little to trigger it, but I'm trying to stay strong and not breakdown. 

The rain, it calms me. Literally been staring at my screen to the window of pouring rain for hours now. It's my antidote, it keeps me still, and hopefully the thunder would sing me my lullaby.

My love.

You are indescribable my dear. You are like the stars, and jupiter and mars, and the moon and the sun all merged into one. You are difficult and hard to figure, like quantum science. But you are so beautiful in every way. It’s as if you were made to be pulchritudinous and exquisite like a diamond and like fractals and art. You are unpredictable, just like a meteor waiting to strike the earth and waiting to stun me. You are the universe. 

Meow.

  

  

  

...I miss my Kimmiekins.

Wish it was mutual.

No matter what happens there will always be a little place for you in my heart. No one will ever be able to take that away from you. Just remember that. 

If you need me, call me I don't care if I'm sleeping..if I'm having my own problems or if I'm angry at you. If you need me and if you need to talk to me, I'll always be there for you. No matter how big or how small your problem is, I'll be there.

I just wish you'd allow me in.