January 2011
11 posts
Git Up, Git Out
Outkast
You need to git up, git out, & git something
Don’t let the days of your life pass by…
“Whatever relationship you have attracted in your life at this moment are precisely the ones you need in your life at this moment. There is a hidden meaning behind all events, and this hidden meaning is serving your own evolution.”
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Insecurities are nothing more than a wounded soul. The tragedies of the heart cause damage much like physical tragedies do. So when you see someone with a glaring insecurity, remember at some point, a very deep hurt put it there & as much as you can… love them through it. Because you know you’ve been wounded too.
Flipping Stations.
Do you ever listen to the radio & a song comes on… it’s a good song & you like it a lot, in fact it’s a great song. But then you think to yourself, “hm, there might be a better song on somewhere else.” So you switch between stations, passing different songs: some just okay, some you can only listen to for about 3 seconds, some you can’t bear hearing anymore… but none ever comparing to the first song. & then you go back to the first station only to find that the song is over, a set of commercials are on & you wonder why you even bothered changing stations in the first place?
I hate it when that happens. Never sleep on a great song on the radio. It’s rare to come across nowadays.
Boy Meets World.
“Mom, listen, I haven’t been together with Topanga for 22 years, but we have been together for 16. That’s a lot longer than most couples have been together. I mean, when we were born, you told me that we used to take walks in our strollers together around the block. When we were two, we were best friends. I mean, I knew everything about this girl. I knew her favorite color, her favorite food. Then we became six, Eric made fun of me because it wasn’t cool to have a best friend that was a girl or even know a girl. So for the next seven years I threw dirt at her. I like to call those “the lost years”. Then when I was thirteen, mom, she put me up against my locker & she kissed me. I mean, she gave me my first kiss. She taught me how to dance. She always was talking about these crazy things & I never understood a word she said. All I understood was that she was the girl I sat up every night thinking about, & when I’m with her, I feel happy to be alive. Like I can do anything. Even talk to you like this. So that’s, that’s what I think is love, mom. When I’m better because she’s here.”
Last sentence says it all.
“Real love, I’ve learned, is a very, very strong form of forgiveness. I don’t think people yearn for love because they hate staying home alone on Saturday night or because they dread going into restaurants alone. People want love because they want their taped-together glasses or the extra pounds to be forgiven. They want someone to look past the surface stuff like bad hair days, a too-loud laugh or potato chips crunching in their living room couch when anyone sits down.”
—Love Lessons
