now that this scared little girl no longer follows me wherever I go, I miss her. I do. 'Cause there are things I wanna tell her.. to relax, to lighten up, that it is all going to be ok. I want her to know that meeting people who like you, who understand you, who actually accept you for who you are, will become an increasingly rare occurrence. Those people who contributed to who I am, they are with me wherever I go, and as history gets rewritten in small ways with each passing day, my love for them only grows. Because the truth is.. it was the best of times. Mistakes were made, hearts were broken, harsh lessons learned, but all of that has receded into fond memory now. How does it happen? Why are we so quick to forget the bad and romanticize the good? Maybe it's because we need to believe that the time we spent together actually meant something, that we were there for each other in a time in our lives that defined us all, a time in our lives that we will never forget. I can't swear this is exactly how it happened. But this is how it felt."
People universally tend to think that happiness is a stroke of luck, something that will maybe descend upon you like fine weather if you're fortunate enough. But that's not how happiness works. Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for it. You have to participate relentlessly in the manifestations of your own blessings. And once you have achieved a state of happiness, you must never become lax about maintaining it, you must make a mighty effort to keep swimming upward into that happiness forever, to stay afloat on top of it. If you don't, you will leak away your innate contentment. It's easy enough to pray when you're in distress but continuing to pray even when your crisis has passes is like a sealing process, helping your soul hold tight to its good attainments."
"What is it you said to the kid? The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows.
It's a very rough, mean place... and no matter how tough you think you are, it'll always bring you to your knees and keep you there, permantly... if you let it. You or nobody ain't never gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't about how hard you hit... it's about how hard you can get hit, and keep moving forward... how much you can take, and keep moving forward. If you know what you're worth, go out and get what you're worth. But you gotta be willing to take the hit." -Rocky Balboa
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INTOXICATION, that feeling you get when you kiss someone, and your heart skips a beat, and you'd do absolutely anything to freeze that moment, you could live it forever.When your done and you inhale so deep, all emotions rush to your head, and all you can think is i'm so fucking lucky. The chills, the ache, that one tender kiss that sends you soaring, I love it.
mmmmmm, its not easy to win my heart, but Vitamin Water Revive is a good start.
Our personality's clashed. Mostly because they were the same, bullheaded, stubborn and unwilling to comprimise. I sometimes sit and think about when I was younger and you were so proud of the fact that instead of toys when we went to the store, I wanted puzzles and books. You always had that way of making me feel worth it. What I would give just to talk to you once? Its seems like ever since you died. My life has been on a downward spiral. I'll forever spend my life still trying to make your proud of "your kid". I miss you so much.
Honestly, there are no amount of words I could write here to explain my mother's worth. She's kind, generous, thoughtful, and every thing i'd ever want to be. We easily, have the closest mother daughter bond I know. Whenever it's me and her together, lots of money is spent compulsively. We love shopping. I don't where I'd be without her.
This is my wonderful, charming, stubborn, musically talented to the point of inspiring me, bull headed brother and for the record I wouldn't have him any other way. I don't see him nearly enough, but he's always in my thoughts. He's taught me a lot about life, and is the one person who I count on telling me the truth even if it hurts. I miss him beyond belief.
This would be Ryan of Parke, and the many other names I call him, hehe. He is one of those people that puts that giddy feeling, I long so much for, in my heart. Whether we're biting off more than we can chew, shopping at Walmart or screaming to angry music in the car, he never ceases to be my best friend. This kid means an awful amount to me. He asked me one day what i'd do if he died. Well in the words of Story of a Year, If you died, I'd die too.
I never thought you'd go so far, I thought your words meant so much more. You've proved your self as worthless as any other, a decietful liar. You were never worth my time. I'd have kept a lot of
bests" if I thought turning on me was one of those traits I saw fit in a best friend. You disgust me.and you do NOT exist to me.
She's my naughty naughty bagel bitch and you best believe I consider her my blood, and baby it doesn't come any thicker. I can count on this girl through whatever, I've never known best friend like the one i've seen in her. She's my baby doll and anyone who harms her or puts her in harms way, will have to deal with me. We have a blast when we're together no matter what, and im her slutty walrus, and the browny batter eater, LONG STORYS. ahahahahahaha, we like to make fun of people and just cause random chaos. She's amazing, to say the LEAST. I love you Richelley!
You’re the thought that starts each morning, The conclusion to each day. You are in all that I do, And everything I say. You’re the smile on my face, The twinkle in my eye. The warmth inside my heart, The fullness in my life. You’re the hand that’s laced in mine, And the coat upon my back. My friend, my love, My shoulder to lean on. You’re my silly, mature, caring, Thoughtful, bright, and honest guy. The one who holds me tightly, When I need to cry. You’re the dimple in my cheek, The ever-constant tingle in my soul. The voice that makes me weak, The happiness of my life. You are all I’ve wanted, You are all I need. You are all I’ve dreamed of, You are all of this to me"