Vent. Vent. Vent.
I must be honest. I don’t write this blog for the benefit of any of you readers. I write to vent my own fustrations. I write of the pitfalls. Of the jealousy, of the neediness, of the sacrifices. Let’s face it, people. This shit is real. And above all I write to figure out why I am so damn bitter about love when I have experienced so much of its uplifting wonders. Why do I approach...
Do you know what it is like to be a lover? Do you know what it is like to be...– Inception
On the Subject of Trust
People say trust is absolutely essential to any relationship. Trust. What does it mean, my friends? The romantic 13 year old girl in me replies “Trust is trusting the other person not to hurt you.” Indeed that response comes from someone who is naive enough to think it. In other words, a 13 year old girl who has yet experienced her first real relationship. A relationship demands pain...
Comfort or Love?
Surely being with the person I love wouldn’t cause me this much pain. It seems, when I think of him, there’s always this little backlash after the moment of joy. Some lingering saddness that I cannot explain nor shake off. I was…free. And now I’m trapped again in a cage that I built myself. I like having someone around who loves me. I like having someone who looks forward...
Some trials of life test your stamina to it’s absolute brink. It seems pleasant to lay your head down and allow the demons around you to stampede on top of you. You justify your laziness by telling yourself how strong you’ve been thus far. You’re exhausted. Battling life has, somehow, leeched life away from you. So you let yourself sink into oblivion, waiting for a miracle...
What is passion in it's rawest form?
I'm bitter? No, you're bitter.
Don’t be fooled by the title of my blog and think my rendition of all matters of the heart involve rainbows, pixie dust sprinkles and giggles. My thoughts concerning love are usually darkened by my bitter and often cynical thoughts. Growing up, adults usually described love as this magical thing, a feeling above all other emotions. Upon entering my first real relationship, I took their words...
Browse the internet for an hour and you’ll discover all sorts of quotes explaning love. “Love is when he is the last thing you think of when you fall asleep and the first thing you think of when you wake up.” “Love is friendship set on fire.” “Love is the ability to overlook a person’s flaws.” Love is this and love is that. These sentences, among...
I saw her as the Queen Of Clubs but she was more than that. She turned to face...– AnonymousJayJay
Sometimes the greatest journey is the distance between two people.– The Painted Veil
Wander along, little soul.
I find myself stumbling upon a rather nostalgic point in my life. Isn’t it funny how experiences tied to emotions distress pop out more than mundane events? I recently stepped off of an emotional roller coaster and this calm after the storm unnerves me. My lips sit upon my face unmoved, unused. It does not smile nor does it frown. I am neutral; in a state of pure carelessness. My mind...
You’re like an infection: unwanted and annoying but necessary to build up my immune system. You helped me better protect myself from other assholes like you.
You’ve got me twisted, boy. You’ve got me played.
We touch, I feel the rush. We clutch. It isn’t much, but it’s enough...– Eminem
She said, “Look what I can do with no hands.” Then with one glance...– Jesse Ly
Jealousy is the most potent poison a lover can offer.
ABSENCE MAKES THE HEART GROW FONDER.
No, absence makes the heart grow absent.
Slow down. I just want to get to know you.
FASHIZZLE MY DRIZZLE
It is always a good day when I can go outside on my hammock and swing, swing, swing. Today is a day for deep thoughts and even deeper revelations.
JUST PLAIN SILLY
Silly boys and their silly games. They don’t know that I’ve already mastered this level.
BRICK AND MORTAR
You…when did things start to sway this way? You hold such a power over me for no apparent reason. It seems that no matter what I accomplish, simply being me will never gain your approval. You banter on with your criticisms and offhand comments and never notice the walls I build to seperate us. Can you see me behind all of these bricks? Can you see me behind all of the disdain I have for...
YOU MAKE ME
Smile when I think of your face, your laugh, your essence. Long for your presence next to me, right there, all of the time. You make me giddy, like a 13 year old child during a full on swoon-fest. You fuel all of these welcome disturbances in my life but yet I won’t let you be mine. You want it. You want an “us.” I want it too, but somewhere buried deep inside doubt and fear...
ON THE SUBJECT OF LOVE
You can never understand love, but love can understand you. That’s why it can manipulate you, blind you and pretty much fuck you up. And somehow, it gets you to think all of that crap is worth it.
I’m looking at this picture and I can’t help but think. This guy has the potential to love me the way I’ve always wanted to be loved. And yet, I can’t commit myself to him. I don’t know if it is because it is too soon for me or what the problem is really. He’s amazing. I feel the attraction, the pull, the spark. What’s keeping me grounded when I have a...