It only hurts the most come evening time when you realize there isn’t anyone to come home to, no one to share your mundane day with or whisper your secrets to under your cave of a blanket that’s now just an empty shape of a person you once knew that’s still creased into your sheets. It’s when the heaviness of these lonely thoughts come crashing down onto your chest making it hard to feel anything than more alone. It’s when drowning yourself in sad music is the only thing that can make you feel better, knowing someone out there has once felt this way too. It’s when you go to sleep hoping tomorrow will be a new day & you’ll wake up feeling different… & sometimes you do — but come evening time… nothing ever changes.
Til’ the morning.
April 2011
13 posts
I got a little pot in my belly
So now a days my figure ain’t so fly
My dress ain’t cost nothin’ but seven dollars
But I made it fly
& I’ll tell ya why…
You might fall sometimes
But it’s alright…
Nobody’s perfect.
- Marry the right person. This one decision will determine 90% of your happiness or misery.
- Work at something you enjoy and that’s worthy of your time and talent.
- Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.
- Become the most positive and enthusiastic person you know.
- Be forgiving of yourself and others.
- Be generous.
- Have a grateful heart.
- Persistence, persistence, persistence.
- Discipline yourself to save money on even the most modest salary.
- Treat everyone you meet like you want to be treated.
- Commit yourself to constant improvement.
- Commit yourself to quality.
- Understand that happiness is not based on possessions, power or prestige, but on relationships with people you love and respect.
- Be loyal.
- Be honest.
- Be a self-starter.
- Be decisive even if it means you’ll sometimes be wrong.
- Stop blaming others. Take responsibility for every area of your life.
- Be bold and courageous. When you look back on your life, you’ll regret the things you didn’t do more than the ones you did.
- Take good care of those you love.
- Don’t do anything that wouldn’t make your Mom proud.
- H. Jackson Brown Jr.
I’ll have my phases when I’ll write every day because my emotional state needs it. & then I’ll have my phases when I won’t want to write anything at all. Mostly because I’m either too busy, too stressed, or just don’t feel like writing at all. I know it’s been some time since I’ve written anything valuable, but trust me when I say that I’ve clicked on “Add a Text Post” a million times in these past few months. I’ve even written my pen pal 5 drafts of letters that have been unsent (I am the worst penpal in the world, & I will continue to say that until I actually send these letters). It’s not that I don’t feel like writing. It’s more like… being so happy, you’re at a loss for words. This hasn’t happened often in my life. I don’t think it’s really happened… ever, but a lot of it has to do with the people in my life. From my beautiful family, to my amazing close friends, to the people who follow me eager to read another post on this thing, to the greatest boyfriend a girl could ever ask for… The happiness you give me on a daily basis is more than words can explain.
In less than an hour, I’ll be another year older, another year wiser, and another year of being blessed. My mind just went blank & I just teared up. Through any of the stress & angst… it’s times like these I can’t help but embrace life. Thank you for being a part of it.
Let’s play a little game…
Relax. It’s going to be okay.
So this is love.