October 7, 2012

• Keep the faith

  

  Society is afraid of alone, though. Like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements. Like people must have problems if, after a while, nobody is dating them. But lonely is a freedom that breathes easy and weightless. Lonely is healing if you make it.

  

  Shut the fuck up, grow some balls, and stop feeding me your lies. I don’t believe a word you say anymore, I hope you’re happy.

  

  I’m scared. Completely terrified actually. Scared of what will happen if I see you again and scared of what will happen if I don’t.

  

  Disappointments are just God’s way of saying: “I’ve got something better.” Be patient, live life, have faith.

  

  It was you that showed me who I am, and taught me how to stand for what I know is real. Now I’m breathing for the first time and I’m leaving all this behind. I’ve become what I am because of you. It was you.

  

  They say that when people first lose a limb, they can still feel it.  It still hurts, they still try to use it. They call it having a “Phantom Limb”  I think that this is what losing a person is like.  You beckon them over to “come see this!”, you come home at the end of the day to tell them about how much you hate going to work, you pick up the phone to call them when you’re happy, sad, mad, or somewhere in between.  Until you realize that they’re not there.  And each time you realize it, it hurts just as bad as it did the first time, all over again.  Only an arm, I could lose.  It’s the people I care about the most that I can’t live without.

  

  Even when your heart is breaking, you should smile. And some may think that it’s bad to hide your feelings, but I think that pain should only be felt for a short amount of time. Happiness should out number it every day, every way.

  

  The worst isn’t when you are in love with someone who doesn’t love you back, the worst is when you are in love with somebody who used to love you.

  

  You’re the reason I come home.

  

  Think of a car driving through the night. The headlights only go a hundred or two hundred feet forward, and you can make it all the way from California to New York driving through the dark, because all you have to see is the next two hundred feet. And that’s how life tends to unfold before us. If we just trust that the next two hundred feet will unfold after that, and the next two hundred feet will unfold after that, your life will keep unfolding. And it will eventually get you to the destination of whatever it is you truly want, because you want it.

  

  Reach for the stars, stand on your tiptoes and never tell yourself no. You, yes you, can achieve anything. It may take months, it may take years, but when you finally have a firm grasp on a star, the reward is breathtaking.

  

  Life is all about finding out who you really are. First of all, know that you’re not alone. I don’t think there’s a person on this planet who has not, at one point or another, worn a mask to protect who they really are from a potentially difficult experience. The pressure of believing you’re the only one with this problem is half of what makes it seem so impossible to fix. The second step is figuring out what you’re so afraid of by revealing who you really are. It isn’t that you’re wearing a mask all the time, its that you’re putting it on in attempt to keep your therapist out. What you need to understand is that by letting that person in, they can get to the core of whatever else is bothering you. Just be straight up. Its hard, but once you break through that wall, the pressure you feel inside will lift, and you’ll probably cry out every single one of those tears ’til all you can do is laugh to make up for it. That’s when you know you’ve done it. Be real, because a mask only fools people on the outside. Pretending to be someone you’re not takes a toll on the real you, and the real you is more important than anyone else.

  

  Some people just defy all logic.

  

  Kids, you need to know some things. First off, life isn’t all about who you’re dating or what you’re wearing. As much as you think people care, they really don’t care how perfect your hair is or how ripped you are. Yes, you need to take care of yourself, but there are more important things in life. The world doesn’t care about your 90% average, or your first place dance award. Acne will go away, and your hair cut will grow back out. Life is meant to be fun, it’s about living for moments and not for people. Life is about how you live, not how you look. You CAN spend your weekend lying in bed watching movies, or you CAN go out and party all weekend. As long as you’re enjoying life, and as long as you’re happy, it doesn’t matter what you’re doing. If it’s not fun, it’s not worth doing. So please be yourself and enjoy life. It’s too short to be miserable.

  

  Now I understand why some people get themselves drunk. It’s not because they just want to get wasted but because they want to escape each killing moment they spent every fucking night thinking about what’s happening with their damn life. Of course they don’t forget their problems – at least they don’t spend the night crying themselves to sleep.

  

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