I just want to give up, that's what I want to do. I don't want to care about boys, crushes, falling in love anymore. I just want to shut it all out because I'm so afraid of getting hurt. I just want you to understand. I just want you to understand my fears and still come after me. But I know you won't. You aren't going to come after me because it's not me you want.

At some point you have to make a decision. Boundaries don't keep other people out; they fence you in. Life is messy, that's how we're made. So you can waste your life drawing lines or you can live your life crossing them. But there are some lines that are way too dangerous to cross. Here's what I know, If you're willing to take a chance, the view from the other side is spectacular.

At this moment there are 6,470,818,671 people in the world. Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day. Others are just now facing the truth. Some are evil men, at war with good. And some are good, struggling with evil. Six billion people in the world. Six billion souls. And sometimes -- all you need is one

Rebound: that's the word for it, but sometimes you pick someone for your rebound that is a little too compatible, and then you are stuck. Your 'fling' turns into a full-blown relationship, and you are in love, all over again, except with all the baggage of not quite being over the last one, and not quite being ready for this new one, and hey, weren't you supposed to spend sometime alone, you know, really getting to know yourself and re-establishing your autonomy so that you wouldn't just make the same mistakes again?

People always talk about the gaping hole left by a lover's absence, the emptiness that they never even knew about until someone came along and filled it. Why doesn't anyone ever guess the truth? That emptiness wasn't there before. It was carved into you by a lover who knew no other way to find a home except to lodge somewhere inside of you, pushing other things out of the way to make room. Maybe you helped them, shoving kidneys down and lungs up, saying "Don't worry, honey, I can breathe fine!" Maybe you did it together, each of you making nests inside your hearts with feathers pulled from your breast; tiny, warm places, bald spots on your chests.

We are like jigsaw puzzle pieces made out of modeling clay, firm and fixed in our outlines as long as we fit together, variable lumps otherwise. You reshape your edges and become something new, a tab where there used to be a hole, straight where you were once curved, and everything changes.

liar, i called you
you said okay
and now we're sitting here,
silent at each end of this
burning candle,
waiting until the flames meet at the middle,
waiting until we run out of wick,
wax,
trust in one another

I've come to the conclusion that if having things turn out the way you wanted them to is a measure of a successful life, then some would say I'm a failure. The important thing is not to be bitter over life's disappointments. Learn to let go of the past and recognize that everyday won't be sunny. And when you find yourself lost in the darkness and despair, remember: It's only in the black of night, we see the stars, and those stars will lead you back home. So don't be afraid to make mistakes, stumble and fall, because most of the time the greatest rewards come from doing the things that scare you the most. Maybe you'll get everything you wished for. Maybe you'll get more than you ever could have imagined. Who knows where life will take you? The road is long, and in the end, the journey is the destination.

songs of the day:

youtube video of the day:

I know he's not perfect, but he tries so hard for me.
and I thank God that he isn't, cause how boring would that be?
it's the little imperfections. It's how horrible he is at making plans,
when he can't decide what to order for dinner,
the way he places his hand under my neck when i'm crying,
the way he looks at me when we're making love,
the way he mumbles while he dreams and the way he laughs when my hair falls in his face,
and when we're asleep but holding hands.
yeah, I live for little moments like that
when he steals my heart again and doesn't even know it.
yeah, I live for little moments like that.

We waste a lot of time running after people we could have caught by just standing still

You can have your pick of pretty women. Why me?
You're like the ocean, Pretty enough on the surface, but dive down into your depths, you'll find beauty most people never see. Lucky me. I fell in, headfirst."
-Ellen Hopkins [burned]

We need not be afraid to touch, to feel, to show emotion. The easiest thing in the world is to be what you are, what you feel.
-Leo Buscaglia

It was the type of feeling that can't be explained. The way she moved her lips the way it drove me insane, and now I'm left here in the wake of something more. She made it hard to leave as she stood by the door, in a plaid shirt and nothing more.

Yeah, but it only counts as one and that first kiss...it's the passionate one. It's the one filled by desire and attraction, and all of that, but the second kiss is rational. You got time to worry, and over analyze and most women....they prefer that first kiss, but I'm partial to the second one because it's about something more. You'll get that second kiss Joey and when you do it'll be great. It'll be real. It'll be meaningful.

And that's when she knew for sure. He had turned into a serious crush. The kind of crush that kicks you out of the driver's seat and grabs hold of the wheel. The kind that shuts off the GPS and takes you down a different road. The kind that reminds you that crushes don't always follow the rules. And sometimes they don't make sense. They make nonsense. And trying to force them or deny them is like trying to wear a maxi-dress when you're four feet tall. Just because you want it to work doesn't mean it's going to. And sometimes, the less popular choice--the one nobody will approve of but you--is a perfect fit

Did you say it? 'I love you. I don't ever want to live without you. You changed my life.' Did you say it? Make a plan. Set a goal. Work toward it, but every now and then, look around; Drink it in 'cause this is it. It might all be gone tomorrow."

He loved her, of course, but better than that, he chose her,
day after day. Choice: that was the thing.— Sherman Alexie

My best friend recently reminded me of a quote, by William Shakespeare,that seems apropriate. "There is a tide in the affairs of men, which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound up in sorrows and in miseries. On such a full sea, are we now afloat, and we must take the current when it serves or lose our ventures." I think that what that quote means is that life is short and, opportunities are rare, and we have to be vigilant in protecting them. And, not only the opportunities to succeed but, the opportunity to laugh, to see the enchantment in the world, and...to live, because life doesn't owe us anything. As a matter of fact, I think we owe something to the world
The rest of your life is a long time and whether you know it or not it's being shaped right now. You can choose to blame your circumstances on fate or bad luck or bad choices or you can fight back. Things aren't always going to be fair in the real world, that's just the way it is but for the most part you get what you give. Let me ask you all a question. What's worse: not getting everything you wished for or getting it but finding out it's not enough? The rest of your life is being shaped right now with the dreams you chase, the choices you make and the person you decide to be. The rest of your life is a long time and the rest of your life starts right now

word of the day:
sui generis - unique

songs of the day:
under the sheets - ellie goulding
addicted to me - anjulie
shooting superstars - white panda
what if - jason derulo

youtube link of the day:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=owGykVbfgUE

texts from last night of the week:
didn't have any spoons so I beer bonged my chicken noodle soup. I fucking love camping.

Dear brain, sorry for overloading you with thoughts of him.
Dear tummy, sorry for all the butterflies.
Dear pillow, sorry for all the tears.
Dear heart, sorry for all the damage.
Dear me, sorry for being head-over-heels in love with him

Sometimes you just can't open up to someone. Not because you don't trust them. But because once you tell someone how you feel inside, you're giving them permission to hurt you.

"And don't tell me that you're not scared because I know that you are. I mean, I've known you too long and seen you push away too many good things to let you push me away right now. My whole life, you have been the most beautiful thing in my orbit. And my feelings for you were what proved to me that I could be great. And those feelings were stronger and were wiser and more persistent and more resilient than anything else about me."

I do not care what car you drive, where you live. If you know someone who knows someone who knows someone. If your clothes are this year's cutting edge. If your trust fund is unlimited. If you are A-list or B-list or never-heard-of-you list. I only care about the words that flutter from your mind. They are the only thing you truly own. The only thing I will remember you by. I will not fall in love with your bones and skin. I will not fall in love with the places you have been.
I will not fall in love with anything but the words that flutter from your extraordinary mind.

Someone once told me that the power in all relationships lies with whoever cares less, and he was right. But power isn't happiness, and I think that maybe happiness comes from caring more about people rather than less...

You wanted a kiss. Is that what you want? Are you prepared for everything that comes with that kiss? Cause it doesn’t just end with a fade out. There are repercussions. Hearts get broken. Friendships get ruined. Your entire life could fall apart because of one kiss. That's what you have to look forward to. Do yourself a big favour... don't rush it.

being vulnerable doesn’t have to be threatening. just have the courage to be sincere, open and honest. this opens the door to deeper communication all around. it creates self-empowerment and the kind of connections with others we all want in life. speaking from the heart frees us from the secrets that burden us. these secrets are what make us sick or fearful. speaking truth helps you get clarity on your real heart directives.

When it comes to love, you need not fall but rather surrender, surrender to the idea that you must love yourself before you can love another. You must absolutely trust yourself before you can absolutely trust another and most importantly you must accept your flaws before you can accept the flaws of another.

"Yes, I’m drunk. And you’re beautiful.
And tomorrow morning, I’ll be sober but you’ll still be beautiful."

word of the day:
flocci­nauci­nihili­pili­fication - the act of estimating something as worthless

songs of the day:
locked in love - jason derulo
your man - down with webster
make a wave - joe jonas and demi lovato
cant fight it - leona lewis

youtube link of the day:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7YyxURxLGL8&feature=related

website of the week:
www.cardboardlove.com