Men always want to be a woman's first love; women have a more subtle instinct: what they like is to be a man's last romance - Oscar Wilde
"If life hands you Lemons... Be like "fuck you life, I ordered a fucking Corona, give me a LIME BITCH! this ain't no Hefeweizen!" and then bitch slap life for acting a fool!
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i'm many things. most of them complicated. i love passionately. i hold onto the things i hold dear fiercely. i believe we can all make a difference, but like most i struggle with the "how". i'm eager to "grow up". but reluctant to do so too quickly. i'm a walking contradiction. i love to laugh, i find humor in the oddest things. i believe that we aren't here for very long and we should try to make the most of it. i have a quick temper and usually regret it just as quickly and seek forgiveness. i have been granted more than i am due. in all things. we are a collection of our experience and i'm still collecting as much as possible...
I stole this from Shan Shan - but I love it! "I'm selfish, impatient & a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control & at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." Marilyn Monroe"
"To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; to leave the world a little better; whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is the meaning of success."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
"Because we don't know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five time more. Perhaps not even that. How many times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless."
