When you feel like nothing’s worth while. And everything you did was a waste. When waking up on a school day feels like you’ve been head shot straight through the membrane. How much does it hurt knowing that the person you love, care so much about, doesn’t even care about you?
It feels pretty shit. When you love someone so much, you give them all you’ve got and tell them what you think they wanna hear and then they come out telling you that it’s better being “friends”.
“Have you ever had that feeling where you just want to give up? Like literally give up on everything. Give up on the person you love. Give up on how you try so hard to catch their attention and make them understand how you really feel. But in the end, they just take it for granted and walk off with that smirk on their face.”—
“Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics: You are all stardust. You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the elements - the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution and for life - weren’t created at the beginning of time. They were created in the nuclear furnaces of stars, and the only way for them to get into your body is if those stars were kind enough to explode. So, forget God. The stars died so that you could be here today”—(via kennedycurse)
The Fake Rose. One more rose turns black with death. One more falling in lifes regrets. One more roses petals fall. One more but never all. And you wonder why they weep. Why they surrender in defeat. Why they wilt before they die. Why the dew makes them cry. You once gave me 11 roses 10 real one fake. But the 10 you gave me were all mistake. Because they all managed to die. Before the tears formed in my eyes. They all had turned black with death. Except that one that I dont regret. The one that would never weep. That wouldnt surrender in defeat. That one that doesnt wilt or die. The one where dew doesn’t make it cry. The one that wasnt a mistake. That 11th rose that was fake.
He hands me a dozen roses 11 real and one fake rose He said he’ll love me until the last rose dies
Here’s a story. In our 12 month anniversary he gave me 12 roses..11 real & 1 fake. 1 fake! Can you believe that! Uggh. I got mad at him. What does he think of me? Cheap? I want all of them to be real. Does he think my love for him is fake? What is he trying to prove that those 11 months we were together was real, but that 1 month was fake? So when I got home I threw the real roses across my room they were all broken up and dead. I was so angry at him that when I picked up the fake one I stomped on it, until it looked like the real dead ones. My phone rang. I bet it was him. When I picked up the phone it was his mother. She said she found him in his room hanging from his ceiling fan. I cried too much that I picked up the ruined fake rose and hugged it tight. A little piece of paper fell and I picked it up. It said, “I’d love you ’till the last rose dies.”
“Life isn’t supposed to be an all or nothing battle between misery and bliss. Life isn’t supposed to be a battle at all. And when it comes to happiness, well, sometimes life is just okay, Sometimes it’s comfortable, sometimes wonderful, sometimes boring, sometimes unpleasant. When your day’s not perfect, it’s not a failure or a terrible loss. It’s just another day.”—Barbara Sher (via krishab)
1. When she asks how she looks, shrug and say “could be better.” This will keep her on her toes, and girls love that.
2. Never hold her hand. This can be interpreted as a sign of weakness. If she grabs your hand, squeeze hers really, really hard until she cries. This will impress her by showing her what a strong man you are.
3. Once a month sneak up on her from behind and knock her over. Girls are like dogs. They love to be roughed up.
4. Call her in the middle of the night to ask if she’s sleeping. If she is, say “you better be.” Repeat this 4 or 5 times until morning. This will show her you care.
5. When she is upset about something, suggest to her that it might be her fault. This will pave the way for her own personal improvement, and every girl needs some improvement.
6. Recognize the small things; they usually mean the most. Then when she’s sleeping, steal all her small things and break them. Because jewelry is for wussies.
7. If you’re talking to another girl, make sure she’s looking. When she is, stare into her eyes, mouth the words ‘fuck you,’ and grab the other girl’s ass. Girls love competition.
8. Tell her you’re taking her out to dinner. Drive for miles so she thinks it’s going to be really special. Then take her to a burning tire yard. When she starts to get upset tell her you were just kidding and now you’re really going to take her to dinner. Then drive her home. When she starts crying and asks why you would do something like that lean over and whisper very quietly into her ear “…because I can.”
9. Introduce her to your friends as “some chick”. Women love those special nicknames.
10. Play with her hair. Play with it HARD.
11. Warm her up when she’s cold… but not by giving her your jacket, because then you might get cold. Rather, look her in the eye and say, “If you don’t stop bitching about the cold right now, you’re going to be bitching about a black eye.” The best way to get warm is with fear.
12. Take her to a party. When you get there she’ll have to go to the bathroom (they always do). Leave immediately. Come back right when the party’s dying and yell at her the whole way home for ditching you at the party.
13. Make her laugh. A good way to do this is if she has a small pet. Kick the pet.
14. Let her fall asleep in your arms. When she’s fast asleep, wait 10 minutes then JUMP UP AND SCREAM IN HER EAR! Repeat until she goes home and you can use your arms for more important things. Like basketball.
15. Spit often. I hear girls like guys that spit.
16. If you care about her, never ever tell her. This will only give her self confidence. Then you can never turn her into the object she deep down desires to be.
17. Every time you’re in her house steal one of the following: shoes, earrings, or anything else that comes in pairs. Only take one of the pair. This way she’ll go crazy.
18. Take her out to dinner. Right when she’s about to order interrupt and say “No, she’s not hungry”. Make her watch you eat. Girls love a guy that speaks for her.
19. Look her in the eyes and smile. Then clock her one. Girls love a spontaneous guy.
20. Give her one of your t-shirts… and make sure it has your smell on it. But not a sexy cologne smell. A bad smell. You know what I’m talking about.
21. If you’re listening to music, and she asks to hear it, tell her no. This way she’ll think you’re mysterious.
22. Remember her birthday, but don’t get her anything. Teach her material objects aren’t important. The only thing that’s important is that she keeps you happy. And your happiness is the greatest present she can ever get.
23. When she gives you a present on your birthday, Christmas, or just whenever, take it and tell her you love it. Then next time you know she’s coming over on a trash day leave the trash can open and have the present visibly sticking out of the can. Girls actually don’t like this one that much, but still.
24. If she’s mad at you for not calling her when you say you will, promise her that you will call her at a certain time of the day. This will ensure that she waits by the phone. Tell her when you call you’re going to tell her a special surprise. Now she’ll be really excited. Now don’t call. That’s also quite funny!
You can’t expect people to know that they’ve upset you, or if they have added insult to injury. It’s not that they’re oblivious because they’re stupid. They’re oblivious because upsetting you was not what they intended to do. Sometimes, you just need to accept that people are innocent despite being guilty of an action. There’s no need to pick a fight over something that wasn’t done on purpose. I’ve learned to let these types of things go, as long as it doesn’t happen habitually. In that case, they’re just being assholes.
“& who cares if they “take credit”…. everything you post is from the internet & can be searched by anyone.. quit crying. you did not come up with that shit… & unless you are some crazy, fucking, weirdo that sits infront of the computer & really comes up with everything you post, then nothing belongs to you in the first place.”
I am that “crazy, fucking, weirdo that sits in front of my computer screen and comes up with everything that is in this blog” unless it’s noted otherwise. I am here to write because that’s what I am - a writer. I did not sign up onto Tumblr to reblog and write bullshit. Have respect for the authors and give credit where credit is due. It’s simple as that, really.
I’d like to punch that person who said that in the first place. Can I punch them in the face? Yes, I think I should!
“You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks or even months over analyzing a situation; trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could’ve, would’ve happened… or, you can just leave the pieces on the floor and move the fuck on.”—
“Sometimes you just feel tired. You feel weak. And when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up. But you gotta search within you, try to find that inner strength and just pull that shit out of you, and get that motivation to not give up, and not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse.”—Eminem
You may have even been laid a few times. But you can’t tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You’re a tough kid. And I’d ask you about war, you’d probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, “once more unto the breach dear friends.” But you’ve never been near one. You’ve never held your best friend’s head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help. I’d ask you about love, you’d probably quote me a sonnet. But you’ve never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn’t know what it’s like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn’t know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes, that the terms “visiting hours” don’t apply to you. You don’t know about real loss, ‘cause it only occurs when you’ve loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you’ve ever dared to love anybody that much. And look at you… I don’t see an intelligent, confident man… I see a cocky, scared shitless kid.
I am going to need you to accept me for me, rather than tolerate my being. I don’t want you to “put up” with me so if you can’t stand the things I do, you can leave. I am me and you are you. We are two completely separate people, remember that. Don’t try to change me or mold me into someone of your liking because I was not brought into this world to meet your standards. I am here because I am meant to be and so are you. We crossed paths and intertwined our souls by fate. Whether or not we are supposed to end up together is entirely out of our control. I don’t bother changing people and I expect the same treatment. I will not change unless I feel as though it’s for the better and for myself. Take me with the extra baggage of shit and I will hand you my best on a silver platter. You can’t get one without the other.
Does anybody know how it feels like to chase after this one person that you love the most? Do you know how much it hurts knowing that they ran further away when they saw you charging at them? Do you know what it feels like knowing that that person doesn’t want you? Well, let me tell you something… STOP chasing.
Why would you settle down for somebody who’s going to abuse your love? Why would you pretend to be ‘happy’ when you know that at the end of the night you’ll break down? What’s it all worth? Why are you willing to go through all that pain just because you want ‘that’ person.
Love isn’t a tag game. Love isnt about chasing after that one person and trying to catch up to them. It’s about trust, honesty and most importantly, being yourself.
Have you ever heard a song from so long ago with so many memories tied to it that it made you cry? It makes you wish that you could go back into time when everything seemed so much simpler and carefree? Those are song that are the soundtrack of our lives… the ones that bring back childhood memories, best friends, first love, and the first heartbreak.
I’ve got so many. My first love, How Do I Breathe by Mario. My first heartbreak, Sorry by Buckcherry. My first childhood memories, By My Side by Deestylistic. My bestfriends, Stick Wit You by Ciara.
Listening to songs like those, makes me wonder what would have happened if things didn’t turn out this way. I wonder what type of person I would’ve been. I’m wondering how much of all this, the person I am today would be different to who I was about 5 years ago. Gets me thinking…
What if? No… I guess I’m happy. There shouldn’t be a ‘what if’ in my vocab. What I do, how I did it, the way I fixed and looked upon things is for my own self. I don’t think I need to think about the ‘what ifs’. Those are for the regretful people, the people who made bad choices and took the wrong path. I’m sorry mate, but you gotta hang on.
I just finished watching How I Met Your Mother and they had an interesting topic/sub-plot. For the two people who make up every relationship, Ladies and Gentlemen, let me introduce to you “The Reacher” or “The Settler”.
The Reacher: Some one who reaches beyond their looks and dates above their own looks. The Settler: Some one who settles for some one less good looking then themselves.
Never apologize for acting on your instincts. Listening to your body – then taking action on what you hear – is the hallmark of heroic people.
Never apologize for all the tears you’ve cried. Crying cleanses the soul. Shoot for once a month. Even if it’s just a brief mist at a tender moment in a sad movie.
Never apologize for anything in your portfolio. If you feel the need to do so, it probably doesn’t belong in your portfolio in the first place.
Never apologize for asking for what you need. The answer to every question you DON’T ask is always no.
Never apologize for asking questions. When you stop asking questions, you don’t just run out of answers – you run out of hope.
Never apologize for asserting yourself. The word “assert” comes from the Latin asserere, which means, “to claim, maintain or affirm.” And that’s exactly what you’re entitled to: Your opinion. Your belief. Your say. Let nobody take it away from you.
Never apologize for being a health nut. Next time someone says, “What are you, on a diet or something?” look them straight in the eye and say, “Yeah – you got a problem with that?” Then, when they back down, you go right back to eating your tofu.
Never apologize for being a newbie. Everyone great chess master was once a beginner.
Never apologize for being early for an appointment. In the history of Corporate America, no employee has ever been fired for consistently arriving ten minutes early to every meeting.
Never apologize for being funny. The world is too damn serious. We need you. Seriously.
Never apologize for being human. Once you do, you’re no longer human – you’re a cyborg.
Never apologize for being passionate. Unless you’re passionate about stabbing strangers with broken Coke bottles.
Never apologize for being smart. That’s the ONE thing the government, the media (and every other entity that’s trying to control you) is terrified of: Smart people who take action. Be one of those people.
Never apologize for being the age that you are. It’s just a number. “A chicken ain’t nothing but a bird,” as my Grandpa likes to say.
Never apologize for breaking a rule that isn’t really a rule. Be proud of yourself for being a rule breaker. Then go break another one.
Never apologize for calling bullshit on someone. Especially when nobody else is the room is going to do it and this person REALLY needs to be taken to task.
Never apologize for demanding respect. If you’ve demonstrated that you deserve respect by giving it to others first, you’re good to go.
Never apologize for disagreeing. Especially if you do so respectfully. On the other hand, if you’re disagreeing for the sake of disagreeing, or because of your pathological need to be right, that’s a different story.
Never apologize for expressing yourself. That’s all “leadership” is: The full, free expression of your truth. Don’t say you’re sorry for that.
Never apologize for falling in love. Your heart’s calling the shots.
Never apologize for falling OUT of love. Your heart’s still calling the shots – even when you throw up an air ball.
Never apologize for getting something off your chest. That which you suppress will find a home in your body. And then it will trash the place.
Never apologize for giving it your best shot. As my Grandpa also reminds me, “You do the best you can with as many as you can.”
Never apologize for growing up privileged. As long as you scrap the entitlement attitude, remain grateful for everything you’ve ever been given and respect the life situation of those who are less fortunate, it’s all good.
Never apologize for having an overabundance of love in your life. Instead, circulate what you’ve got. Pay it forward. Share it. People need it. Especially St. Louis Rams fans. God we suck.
Never apologize for lack of experience. Instead, share your Learning Plan; demonstrate your dedication to lifelong learning and practice becoming the world’s expert at learning from your experiences.
Never apologize for lack of information. Ignorance is acceptable. Staying ignorant, however, is stupid.
Never apologize for liking stupid movies. Movie snobs annoy me. Some of my favorite movies are among the most ridiculous films ever made. So I love Road House. Sue me.
Never apologize for living your truth. Few things in the world are more important.
Never apologize for looking out for yourself. Self-preservation is a primary driver of human behavior. It’s how we’re wired.
Never apologize for loving yourself. If you do, you probably don’t love yourself as much as you thought.
Never apologize for making a decision from the heart. Remember: It’s not thee truth – it’s YOUR truth.
Never apologize for needing alone time. Solitude is soil. Solitude is medicine. And if you don’t get your fix every day, your life will suffer.
Never apologize for needing to use the bathroom. Yesterday a girl in my yoga class walked out of the room and actually said to the teacher, “I have to pee, I’m SO sorry.” Unbelievable.
Never apologize for not being there when someone called. You have a life, too. People can’t expect you to wait eagerly by the phone all hours of the day.
Never apologize for not embracing someone else’s agenda. Especially if that agenda robs you of your true talent.
Never apologize for occasional absentmindedness. Everyone’s brain farts.
she-whispers: My trust is something that I hold very close to me. I hand it out easily because it’s a risk that I’m willing to take versus knick picking who to trust and when to do so. Trusting comes naturally and I suppose this is my way of setting myself for disappointment. I’ve been betrayed so many times before, so it came to a point where I decided to not have any secrets. When you don’t leave any leeway for betrayal, then there is no possible way for you to be hurt. Then, people found other ways. They can no longer use my past or my words so now, they use my heart.
I was once the “other” woman for a short period of time. When I had found out the truth, I couldn’t do it. I thought about what it must be like for the girl friend so I broke it off with that person right then and there. I knew that at some point, karma will bite me in the ass. So it did. I was the girl who was cheated on, cheated with, but I don’t think it’s possible for me to ever commit the same act. I just can’t. It’s not who I am.
I try to see the good in people because I know that regardless of their tainted actions, somewhere deep inside, there is a genuine soul. I understand that people don’t change, their habits do. I told myself I would never wait around for someone to change but I have the tendency to hold on just to see where it will take me. In the end, it resulted in wasted effort and time. No, I lied. It wasn’t a waste because at some point during the course of it all, I was happy.
The person who cheated on their girl friend to be with me, ended up staying with the girl friend. To this day, they are still happily in love. I suppose some people can’t control their lust for others. I still stand by my belief that every player will meet the love of their life who will make them want to hang up their game. You can’t force it. You can’t restrict your partner without suffocating them. You can’t control another human being. If not even their mother could keep them on check, what makes you think you can?
perpetualtwilight: So im sitting here watching Titanic. i remember watching this for the first time when i was a young child. it made me cry like crazy. but now that i actually sit here and really watch it. i discover that this movie conveys a lot of messages to a person. ones that can be understood as one gets older. From what i can understand this movie conveys the following messages:
1. When life gets tough for you, you can’t solve it by dying. You have to keep going with a strong will and a strong heart. You never really know what is out there for you until you go through it.
2. A person’s background and family don’t define who the person is themselves. You can come from a poor family and have two choices. One is to always think about your situation and never make anything more of yourself. Two is to have a strong enough will to push yourself to succeed. A person who comes from a rich family shouldn’t be necessarily be labeled as stuck up and selfish. There is more to a person then their financial situations and statuses.
3. Not everything in the world can be perfect. No matter how many steps you take to ensure an object or person’s perfections. There will always be flaws, and with flaws you must always plan for the tough times.
4. True love is out there if you are willing to be patient and go through unmeasurable and unimaginable circumstances to get it. Throughout the trial of finding one’s true love there maybe be a bunch of pain and deceit along the way. You just have to be able to understand when enough is enough and when it’s not worth fighting for anymore. Don’t let yourself get too wrapped up and be blinded by your feelings. True love is out there though.
5. Fate is inevitable. Life deals you what you get and it’s up to you on how you wanna go through with it. Always follow your heart but remember to use your brains too. Everything that happens in a person’s life happens for a reason. Everyone in life has a purpose and when your purpose is done then you will be able to enjoy life like you never have before.
So these are just some of the things i got from watching Titanic today. Watching it now doesn’t make me as emotional as i was when i was younger. I still love the ending though. Although she lost him not long after she found him, she was still able to be with him in the afterlife after fulfilling her promise to him. I love this movie!
The more you show your feelings, the more people can find ways to hurt you.
Its funny how nowadays, us kids only think about looking cool, being popular and getting money. We’re all smoking, drinking, popping, jacking, smashing, cussing, skipping and fucking. What’s that going to benefit us with? All it’s going to do is affect your future, and we all know that, but we still don’t care. We’re all trying look cool, dying our hair, wearing makeup, dressing like a slut, going out late, losing parent’s respect. And after, we all say, “Fuck family” or whatever, but without family, you have nothing. Who brought you up? Who put a roof over your head? Who gave you food to live on? And how do we repay them? We go out, we ask for money, we don’t bring home awards but the police. I have to admit, its fun, but realistically it’s a waste of time. We all have to wake up. The most important thing right now is not money or the opposite sex. It’s school. You all can hate on this and it’s debatable, but it’s true.
I was lying in bed thinking last night. Looking out the window, the stars were out and the moon was bright. A little voice inside my head. It hit me hard, this is what it said.
Isn’t it always love that makes you hang your head? Isn’t it always love that makes you cry? And isn’t it always love that takes the tears away? And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
When you find someone that’s true to you. Some days are up and some days are blue. Just don’t go and throw it all away. I used to think that love was just a loser’s game. And I swore that I’d never play to lose again. But now I know.
In January - the last day of the first month. It’s good days and bittersweet days. Good days are any days when I’m smiling. Bittersweet days are when I’m left missing Dan shitloads and feeling utterly and completely lost.
Today, I’m just kind of crossing my fingers about everything. Cus last night wasn’t such a great night. Let’s just say that my mind went a little wild. And my conscience weren’t as obedient.
You know what. Sometimes I feel so insecure about you. Like, seriously. I really do. Those insecurities gets my palm all sweaty. And shit like that. And then my heart starts to feel all tingly and crap. Man, I hate those feelings. Whether it’s a picture, a name, a little mention. Those insecurities shoots up and gets inside me deeply. I really hate that.
I’ve been pretty blind all along. Ever since that day, it should’ve been “what is right and what is wrong” instead of the usual “I’m right and you’re wrong”. I don’t give a shit about who’s right or wrong anymore. I wanna know what is right and wrong. Do you mind being that person to tell me what is what and why it’s like that and how it turns out this way? Do you? I know that I want you to. Like, I really do.
What hurts is that I used to be the one. The one you last talk to before you go to bed. The one you talked to everyday before school. The one you’d go out of your ways to see. Whether it’s missing out on church, playing your basketball or simply going out with your family. The one you’d unconditionally be with and who you weren’t too busy to talk to no matter what. But now you never seem to have a second for me, not even to talk. You only see me when it’s necessary for you. Your free time isn’t free enough to be with me because you’re too busy with your tv, sport and other friends. You don’t talk to me in the mornings and you rarely talk to me at night before bed. I guess I’ve just gotta accept the fact that I’m not that one anymore.
“A dog is not considered a good dog because he is a good barker. A man is not considered a good man because he is a good talker.”- Buddha.
I can’t help but agree with this quote to a full extent. Any guy can pick out words from the dictionary (more like douchinary) and stitch them together, but it takes a real man to pick out wise words, stitch them together and turn them into actions. However, it does not take a smart woman to realize those are just plain words until proven. My point being; actions speak louder than words.
“I’ll always love you. Even if you’re enormous. Even if it takes you months to lose this weight…a year. Even if you gain weight after having the baby. Even if you gain so much weight that I can’t find your vagina.”—Away We Go (2009)
Janis:Explain how you forgot to invite us to your party?
Damian:Janis, I cannot stop this car. I have a curfew.
Cady:You know I couldn't invite you. I had to pretend to be plastic.
Janis:Hey, buddy, you're not pretending anymore. You're plastic. Cold, shiny, hard plastic.
Damian:Curfew, 1:00 AM, it is now 1:10.
Janis:Did you have an awesome time? Did you drink awesome shooters, listen to awesome music, and then just sit around and soak up each others awesomeness?
Cady:You know what? You're the one who made me like this so you could use me for your 8th grade revenge!
Janis:God! See, at least me and Regina George know we're mean! You try to act so innocent like, "Oh, I use to live in Africa with all the little birdies, and the little monkeys!"
Cady:You know what! It's not my fault you're like, in love with me, or something!
Damian:Oh, no, she did not!
Janis:See? That's the thing with you plastics. You think everybody is in love with you when actually, everybody HATES you! Like, Aaron Samuels, for example, he broke up with Regina and guess what? He still doesn't want you! So why are you still messing with Regina, Cady? I'll tell you why, because you are a mean girl! You're a bitch! Here. You can have this. It won a prize.
Damian:And I want my pink shirt back! I want my pink shirt back!
Open quote, supposedly, close quote, these are the “13 things a guy should do and say” to their girlfriends. WELL! I beg to differ.
We want you to IM us first.
We love it when you call us beautiful, not hot.
When we say “Leave me alone!” Don’t actually do that, we’re just sad/angry.
When you talk to us on MSN, don’t mention some hot girl you saw at the mall.
Ask us random questions, like what’s your favorite ice cream?
When we say were tired, tell us to go to sleep & have sweet dreams.
Tell us secrets.
Make us laugh when were sad.
Make us feel important.
Introduce us to your friends.
Show us off to the world.
Tell us, “I love you .”
At number 1, I don’t give a fuck. If I miss you then I’ll fucking AIM you all you want. I don’t need to wait for you to talk to me. I’m not some desperate bitch.
At number 2, I’ll be flattered.
At number 3, when I say “Leave me alone!” then LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE.
At number 4, I do not give a shit if you mention girls to me. I don’t even care. As long as I’m still the girl who makes your heart skip a beat at the end of the day, then that’s fine with me. Talk about a million hot girls. I don’t care. Just don’t disrespect me.
At number 6, no! Don’t ask me random questions. I like twisted questions more.