i loved you, i love you, i will love you

its 5am and i love you. In 2 years i am going to love you. 5 months ago i loved you. 5 years, 2 days and 6 minutes, i will love you. When i am 70 years old and sitting on my porch in a big white house on a lake i will love you. i just hope you are there for all the time i will love you

We do not stop playing because we grow old, we grow old because we stop playing

Who gets to determine when the old ends and the new begins?

Fresh starts thanks to the calendar they happen every year —just set your watch to January, our reward for surviving the holiday season is a new year. Bringing on the great tradition of new years resolutions, put your past behind you and start over. It’s hard to resist the chance of a new beginning, a chance to put the problems of last year to bed.


Who gets to determine when the old ends and the new begins? It’s not on the calendar, it’s not a birthday, it’s not a new year, it’s an event —big or small, something that changes us, ideally it gives us hope, a new way of living and looking at the world, letting go of old habits, old memories. What's important is that we never stop believing we can have a new beginning, but it's also important to remember amid all the crap are a few things really worth holding on to.

...at the holidays?

It's an urban myth that suicide rates spike at the holidays. Turns out they actually go down. Experts think it's because people are less inclined to off themselves when surrounded by family. Ironically, that same family togetherness is thought to be the reason that depression rates actually do spike at the holidays.


There's an old proverb that says you can't choose your family. You take what the fates hand you. And like them or not, love them or not, understand them or not, you cope. Then there's the school of thought that says the family you're born into is simply a starting point. They feed you, and clothe you, and take care of you until you're ready to go out into the world and find your tribe.

Expectations

We all think we’re going to be great and we feel a little bit robbed when our expectations aren’t met. But sometimes our expectations sell us short. Sometimes the expected simply pales in comparison to the unexpected. You got to wonder why we cling to our expectations, because the expected is just what keeps us steady. Standing. Still. The expected's just the beginning, the unexpected is what changes our lives.

Men, Women

Girls talk to each other like men talk to each other. BUT girls have an eye for detail.


PS: God gave men both a penis and a brain but unfortunately not enough blood supply to run both at the same time.

I figured it out finally

People who interfered in your life always did it for your own good and i figured it out finally that what they wanted was for you to conform completely and never differ from some accepted surface standard and then dissipate the way traveling salesmen would at a convention in every stupid and boring way there was. They knew nothing of our pleasures nor how much fun it was to be damned to ourselves and ever would know nor could know. Our pleasures, which were those of being in love, were as simple and still as mysterious and complicated as a simple mathematical formula that can mean all happiness or can mean the end of the world.

we've all done something we're ashamed of

We've all done something in our lives we're ashamed of. Some of us have fallen for the wrong man. Some have let go of the right woman. There are those who have humiliated their parents. And those who have failed their children  Yes, we've all made mistakes that diminish us and those we love. But there is redemption if we try to learn from those mistakes and grow. 

Cinderella

She had never thought of herself as Cinderella, but then one day... a prince showed up, and she realized her life had become a fairy tale. And since her prince had welcomed her into his castle, she felt the least she could do was thank him...again...and again...and again. The next morning, however, she discovered castles...don't run themselves.

More is Better

More tequila, more love, more anything. More is better.


There's something to be said about a glass half full. About knowing when to say when. I think it's a floating line. A barometer of need and desire. It's entirely up to the individual. And depends on what's being poured. Sometimes all we want is a taste. Other times there's no such thing as enough, the glass is bottomless. And all we want, is more.

How about we just eat pizza and make out?

Telling You A Secret

One thing is certain, whatever it is we're trying to hide... we're never ready for that moment when the truth gets naked. That's the problem with secrets – like misery, they love company. They pile up and up until you don't have room for anything else, until you're so full of secrets you feel like you're going to burst.


The thing people forget is how good it can feel when you finally set secrets free. Whether good or bad, at least they're out in the open, like it or not. And once your secrets are out in the open, you don't have to hide behind them anymore. The problem with secrets is even when you think you're in control, you're not.

Lets find someplace beautiful and get lost

I don't have the courage

I don't want to think about it. I don't want to even hear it. But I can't ignore it. Something must have happened. Something was there. I don't have the courage to bring it up and talk about it.

He will never tell me because it will hurt me.
She feels guilty and horrible and will not tell me because it will hurt me.