"Control your life through insanity." -Cliff Burton
words I live by:
"Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none."
I wish the purpose of a mirror wasn’t just to show you what you look like,
but to show you how perfect that is.
I wish the purpose of a scale wasn’t just to tell you how much you weigh,
but to tell you that you exist because you’re real, because you’re there.
I wish the purpose of beauty wasn’t to show you how far you are from it,
but to show you that you’ve always been there.
I wish the purpose of words wasn’t just to string together and communicate my meaningful thoughts,
but to tattoo those thoughts across your heart, as a permanent comfort to remind you that i care, that somebody cares.
I care because you matter.
Not because you’re perfect as you are. Not because you’re a real human being. Not because you’re beautiful.
Because you matter.
“Nobody knows what we’re for, only what we’re against, when we judge the wounded. What if we put down our signs, crossed over the lines, and loved like you did. Jesus, friend of sinners, open our eyes to the world at the end of our pointing fingers. Let our hearts be lead by mercy. Help us reach with open hearts and open doors.
Oh, Jesus, friend of sinners, break our hearts for what breaks yours.
You love every lost cause. You reach for the outcast, for the leper and the lame…they’re the reason that you came.
Lord, I was that lost cause, and I was the outcast, but you died for sinners just like me, a grateful leper at your feet. Cause you are good, and your love endures forever. “
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
-Edgar Allan Poe
I realized something today. 1:13 am, thinking about things, I realized something.
I have been concerned, to say the least, with the lack of presence i’ve noticed recently, of the people that promised me once that they would be there for me. That they would come running if I needed them, no matter what.
I had promised myself that 100% of those people had lied to me, and that I wouldn’t let myself believe a word that comes out of their mouths.
But this is what I realized:
Although most of those people may now proudly call themselves self-conceited liars, there is a treasured 10% that I can call my own. My family. The family. La Familia.
I used to think it was easy to figure out who I could trust, and who I should cut loose. I realized today that, that is still the case. It is easy to figure out who you can trust. It’s not so easy to figure out who you can’t trust. But it is the greatest, most reassuring feeling when you focus on who you were right about. Who you were right to trust.
There are those I love, and there are those I trust. Those who I cannot count on, who I cannot call family, i’m beginning to see clearer, and soon they will see just as clearly how little I do trust. But those I love, those i trust, those I cherish, I love now, more than ever. I will always love them. I will always trust them. I will always and forever cherish them.
La familia es para siempre.<3
You just have to ride it out, hope it goes away on its own, hope the wound that caused it heals. There are no solutions, no easy answers, you just breathe deep and and wait for it to subside. Most of the time pain can be managed, but sometimes the pain gets you where you least expect it. Hits way below the belt and doesn’t let up. Pain, you just have to fight through, because the truth is you can’t outrun it and life always makes more.”
-Meredith Grey (Grey’s Anatomy)