“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.”—Bob Marley (via virkale)
To me, you are someone who can grin ever so slightly at me and I would be the most content person in this world. But you are also the one person who, if you never glanced at me, would make me feel very empty inside. When I hear you laugh, I feel this spark inside me; a warmth unexplainable. When I am around you, I feel lost but safe. I cannot explain that. So confused but so positive… I do not want to reveal such vulnerability on my behalf… But I am really tired of starting over with someone new and I would much rather work on this with you.
“A psychologist walked around a room while teaching stress management to an audience. As she raised a glass of water, everyone expected they’d be asked the “half empty or half full” question. Instead, with a smile on her face she inquired, “How heavy is this glass of water?” The answers called out ranged from 8oz to 20 oz. She replied, “The absolute weight doesn’t matter. It depends on how long I hold it. If i hold it for a minute, its not a problem. If i hold it for an hour, i’ll have an ache in my arm. If i hold it for a day, my arm will feel numb and paralyzed. In each case, the weight of the glass doesn’t change, but the longer i hold it, the heavier it becomes.” She continued, “The stress and worries in life are like that glass of water. Think about them for a while and nothing happens. Think about them for a bit longer and they begin to hurt. And if you think about them all day long, you will feel paralyzed - incapable of doing anything.” Always remember to put the glass down.”—(via metaphorically)
I don’t know how to tell you. I want to but I am afraid you won’t accept me for who I am. I am afraid that I will not be all that you want or desire. I am devastated…because I wish that I could be confident in you and what you feel for me. If I can not be confident in you… Should I be confident about us at all?
There’s no one to call cause I’m just playing games with them all
The more I swear I’m happy, the more that I’m feeling alone
Cause I spent every hour just going through the motions
I can’t even get the emotions to come out
Dry as a bone, but I just wanna shout
I wish that some of you knew what it felt like to be used, to be cashed out, and to feel no worth; to realize that you are absolutely nothing but six pieces of 2.6x6.1 inches of paper; to know that if you were dying tomorrow all your parents would think is that you’re a loss of money; to understand that it does not matter what we believe our human value is because it is not we who control your actions and your degradation; to believe that the only way you can be with someone you love is to have him purchase you with his credit card; to accept that you may be returned with or without a receipt; to comprehend the very feeling of being bought and sold like a slave, something of which was once very real and very disgusting. What happened to the sanctity of marriage and the morality of human lives? Many of you girls laugh along without realizing that you look incredibly stupid. You’re allowing people to call you worthless in the same way they call you a slut or a little bitch. It’s like a degrading joke you don’t even understand is about you. You think people are laughing with you but in actuality they are laughing at you. There was once a different understanding and a different definition of “buying” your wife, at least in my eyes. It was not about the value of the woman but the worthiness of the man. It was not about the price but about the pride. It was not about buying a woman from their family but assuring their family you could support her. So can we all really say that lowering the dowry was degrading the women? Or was it really just showing that all you Hmong men are not capable, not worthy, not good enough to afford a $5,000-$10,000 wife? Think about that. You have no good blood, no dick, no worthiness. You fail so fucking hard in life that we had to lower the dowry so you could “feel” capable. Now, I’m not saying that is what I believe, I’m just being the devil’s advocate.
When I took the time to think about my decisions these past few days… I thought that being by myself and independent was what was going to make me happy. But then I realized… That you are the only person/thing that can make me smile when I’m angry and laugh when I’m sad. I forgot to believe in the very words I ask everyone else to consider… It’s that happiness is only real when shared.
I’m glad that you’re an optimistic person. I’m not the type to point my fingers at other people and say it was their fault. I believe I was at wrong but that doesn’t mean you are at right. I’m not going to speak down on you when others ask me what happened because I have no reason to. That’s just not me. I’m willing to accept my flaws and thank you for showing me and expressing to me what I did wrong. I guess I just hope for too much. When there is something you never had but you spend your entire life searching for it, it’s hard to be calm when you come so close to it. I sat here for awhile thinking about what you might have done wrong and what I could throw at your face but you’ve made me everything that I am and I have nothing but good things to say about you. That’s the way it’s always been. I never felt like I was the right person for you and that you unconsciously looked for something or someone else inside of me. Looking for familiar attributes and unconsciously wanting me to be something else. I have always been that girl… Who always comes second to another or who is unknowingly there for their emotional support.. I know it all to well. I always feel like I am that girl that everyone would like to have but not ever want. I just want you to be happy because everyone deserves just that. Everyone. I believe that.
I just ask that you believe in me the way I believe in you and the way I believe in us. And when I am wrong I hope that you’re not prideful about saying “I told you so” but more concerned with helping me get back up. Because that’s what we’re supposed to do when we love each other, right? Or is this just a one way street…?
This might possibly be the first time I’ve ever dreamt of you… I wanted to wake up and cry just a little bit. I just hope nothing in that dream is real because in my dream it was just so real… The heartache was there. The struggle was real. I woke up nearly in tears. Nearly…
I just hope nothing in my dream was real.
On another note, for general purposes…
If you ever even have just an ounce of love and you still often think of someone… Don’t believe that moving on is to date or talk to someone else. You must move on on your own. Don’t use people. You know what heartbreak feels like, don’t make others feel it too.
To dream that you have cancer denotes hopelessness, grief, self-pity, and unforgiveness. You feel you are wasting your life away. This dream also represents areas in your life which are bothering you, disturbing you, and hurting you in some emotional way. An emotional issue is eating away at you.”
This is so true with how I’m feeling at the moment.
Some girls need to get that through their heads. If a “man” truly loves you and wants to be with you, he will make it happen. Trust me, HE WILL. If he won’t, he’s only stringing you along. There are better men out there for you. I don’t get why these girls stay with these kind of losers who treat them like shit. Have some respect for yourself! Stand up for yourself!
In the depth of your accumulated predicaments, bear in mind that your companion and close acquaintances may nonetheless continue to seek for your emotional support as they have emotionally supported you through your times.
Not everyone can endure their own perplexing situations perpetually regardless to how minute or substantial it may be to you.
Just recall never to fail a friend neither a foe. For a good hearted person has no intention of giving only to receive but to give because they want to give. Do not neglect your only companions for they have been with you and will be with you. Do not neglect your foes so that on the day of your judgment, your foes cannot recall the wrong you have done to them.
I’m tired of having to grow up so fast. This is the first time in my life where I am scared and I want to go back to the old days when I was just a child with no worries.
I do not want to make myself “be” older just so I can be with someone… It is selfish, right? But I have every right to be selfish at this point of my life… I truly just want to live young, wild, and free.
I don’t see myself married in 3-4 years time. Maybe not even 5. I’m 3 years I’ll only be 22. I mean I don’t exactly see myself married but I never said that I would not be oblivious to the idea of the possibility. And I think the idea of not being married really derived not from me but from my goals but who said that the pathway toward your goals do not come with a few detours or bumps in the road?
I just want to live stress free and happy. That is all I want. I want to just be happy. No more games, no more pain. No worries about if tomorrow will come or today’s sins will be forgiven.
Why can I not live a slow and happy life? No worries about money or hunger. I wish I could just stroll through the courtyard in the sun everyday and just listen to the birds and the wind.
I wish this was real but I know I’m only a minute detail, a tiny sentence, in your book. Soon you’ll turn the page and I’d been nothing but a sentence. A minor detail. Nothing spectacular…unfortunately.
Sometimes girls are stupid too. A guy might think they’re “talking” to her but hell she might think they’re just friends. Or she might only see them as a friend. So don’t get so angry when she thinks you’re just a friend because girls are stupid too. And maybe you’re not coming on strong enough and she doesn’t know! Or maybe she doesn’t want anything! Just friends! Goodness…
The day I became truly happy was the day I truly didn’t give two fucks about what anyone thought. The people who hold you down are usually jealous and in denial. They don’t think you’ll ever get far in life and so they continue to throw your past back at you. It doesn’t matter if its friends or family. People who love and care about you truly will support you throughout your journey. We can only tell you what’s on our mind not tell you what to do. Even if its your parents, if you feel like what you’re doing is right and it will make you happy you must go for it. It may seem like they are not happy with you but they will learn and see one day that you are happy and so they must be happy for you. People will not always see the deeds you do for them. And sometimes it’s the people who love you most that will judge you and I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because they just expect so much that it becomes too much.