Speak of the moonlight that promenades across my face And I am oblivious to anything besides the vavacity in your irises.
Shot nerves, Soul escaping, I'm frozen in place,
I see the daggers in your eyes as you cut me with your kiss.
We sang a chorus that set this filty city on fire,
And we walked unharmed through the streets.
Close your eyes and let's preach to the choir
About how our hearts hasten above and beyond the sheets.
I desire to ride along the waves of your lips
To where the kiss breaks the curse and I soar in your skies.
Tripping over every verse and slipping over your hips,
Blitzkreig is here, bearing fully loaded "goodbyes".
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Crystalized Bubble Gum and Chubby Super Heroes
As we walk among our fellow species, it is only natural that we have emotion and feelings towards others. We judge, we hate, we love, we suspect, we make, we break, and we fight other people depending on the many different ranges of situations that we could be met with.
"The greatest thing you'll ever learn, is just to love and be loved in return.", these recognizable lyrics (Nat King Cole's Nature Boy), has truly got me thinking. Now, I know what you're probably thinking: "Oh, here she goes again talking about love. Does this girl talk about anything else?". Well to answer your question that I have heard through my telepathy: Absolutely not. All I do talk about is love. Anyways, as I was saying.. How is it that we know we love someone? Is it the feeling you get in our stomach when some guy brings you flowers? Is it the feeling you get when some chick checks out your muscles ('cause we all know chicks dig guys with muscles *rolls eyes*). The truth is, ladies and gentlemen, love is not a feeling it is an ability. I don't think I'v ever heard wiser words spoken through the mouth of Steve Corell. ( I know, I'm feeling all 'quotey' today).
Love is not found in the feelings we get. The feelings we get may be a product of love but that doesn't necessarily make those feelings love. My own personal definition of love runs a bit deeper than butterflies. Love is the ability to look into someone's eyes and drown; Drown in their entire being. Love is the ability to find beauty in a flaw; to find purity in someone's downfalls. Love is not the ability to ignore, but the ability to understand and accept.
True fact: I have low self esteem, yet somehow, the people that really care make me feel legitimately good about myself. The people that really love almost make me forget about the things that nearly break my heart every day. Once you find people like that, it's almost impossible to not spread love to someone else. Once someone accepts you for who you really are, the easier it is to love. What you see as a flaw, someone might see as the best part of you, so don't count yourself out on the draw when things start getting tough.
Love is one of those things that I strongly feel we all need to survive (not thrive, survive). With love.. true accepting love, you can conquer even the largest obstacles. In order to open your heart, you must open your mind and your eyes.
You all knew it was coming:
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. 1 Corinthians 13:4
"The greatest thing you'll ever learn, is just to love and be loved in return.", these recognizable lyrics (Nat King Cole's Nature Boy), has truly got me thinking. Now, I know what you're probably thinking: "Oh, here she goes again talking about love. Does this girl talk about anything else?". Well to answer your question that I have heard through my telepathy: Absolutely not. All I do talk about is love. Anyways, as I was saying.. How is it that we know we love someone? Is it the feeling you get in our stomach when some guy brings you flowers? Is it the feeling you get when some chick checks out your muscles ('cause we all know chicks dig guys with muscles *rolls eyes*). The truth is, ladies and gentlemen, love is not a feeling it is an ability. I don't think I'v ever heard wiser words spoken through the mouth of Steve Corell. ( I know, I'm feeling all 'quotey' today).
Love is not found in the feelings we get. The feelings we get may be a product of love but that doesn't necessarily make those feelings love. My own personal definition of love runs a bit deeper than butterflies. Love is the ability to look into someone's eyes and drown; Drown in their entire being. Love is the ability to find beauty in a flaw; to find purity in someone's downfalls. Love is not the ability to ignore, but the ability to understand and accept.
True fact: I have low self esteem, yet somehow, the people that really care make me feel legitimately good about myself. The people that really love almost make me forget about the things that nearly break my heart every day. Once you find people like that, it's almost impossible to not spread love to someone else. Once someone accepts you for who you really are, the easier it is to love. What you see as a flaw, someone might see as the best part of you, so don't count yourself out on the draw when things start getting tough.
Love is one of those things that I strongly feel we all need to survive (not thrive, survive). With love.. true accepting love, you can conquer even the largest obstacles. In order to open your heart, you must open your mind and your eyes.
You all knew it was coming:
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. 1 Corinthians 13:4
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Elephants on Mini Coopers dancing with Barracudas
Today, I'm feeling a bit nostalgic, to be fairly honest with you. There have been countless things within the past three days that have made me truly and honestly miss my childhood, or even miss things that just wern't around for awhile. Angry Beavers, Dunka-roos, Oops all berries: Captain Crunch, math with real numbers, you know, the good stuff. I am a Teacher's Assistant for a fourth grade class at Gesu Elementary in Detroit, and being able to see a huge contrast between what I did when I was a kid compared to the things this new generation has to do... well flat out, it scares me. I have this fear that "kids these days", don't use their imagination nearly enough. Things are just handed to them and they follow along. I'm pretty sure that without sports, there thought of a leader would be completely flawed.
I know I'm getting "old", but seriously, when I was a kid, me and my sister could play for hours with absolutely nothing. No toys, no board games, nothing. We would just go outside and literally make up a game. I am speaking completely out of observation and truth when I say: I have not seen a child over the age of three make up a game with made up rules and made up characters just to have fun. Either a kid has a video game controller in their hand, they're on the phone, or god knows what else they've got. When I nine years old, I didn't think about dirty lyrics in songs.. I can't believe how much things have changed. When you're a kid, you're supposed to be innocent, right? Have I lost my mind or has society lost every ounce of purity?
I miss the times when we'd run around and build snow forts in winter, and jump in piles of leaves in the fall. I miss the sound of when you cut construction paper with safety scissors. I miss playing tag, and telephone, and statues, and hide and seek, and ghost in the graveyard. Things are busier right now with school, and work, and whatever else, no one has time to be a kid anymore. Thankfully, I landed a couple good friends that still like to make-believe. Without them, I'd probably turn into a zombie.
Remember when:
Getting high, meant swinging in the playground.
The worst thing you can get from boys were cooties.
Your worst enemies were your siblings.
Ollie-ollie-oxen free meant something?
Race issues were who ran the fastest.
War was just a card game.
The only drug you knew of was cough medicine.
Wearing skirts didn't mean you were a slut.
The only things you smoked were the tires on your bike.
The only thing that hurt were skinned knees.
And the only things that can be broken were your toys?
I know I'm getting "old", but seriously, when I was a kid, me and my sister could play for hours with absolutely nothing. No toys, no board games, nothing. We would just go outside and literally make up a game. I am speaking completely out of observation and truth when I say: I have not seen a child over the age of three make up a game with made up rules and made up characters just to have fun. Either a kid has a video game controller in their hand, they're on the phone, or god knows what else they've got. When I nine years old, I didn't think about dirty lyrics in songs.. I can't believe how much things have changed. When you're a kid, you're supposed to be innocent, right? Have I lost my mind or has society lost every ounce of purity?
I miss the times when we'd run around and build snow forts in winter, and jump in piles of leaves in the fall. I miss the sound of when you cut construction paper with safety scissors. I miss playing tag, and telephone, and statues, and hide and seek, and ghost in the graveyard. Things are busier right now with school, and work, and whatever else, no one has time to be a kid anymore. Thankfully, I landed a couple good friends that still like to make-believe. Without them, I'd probably turn into a zombie.
Remember when:
Getting high, meant swinging in the playground.
The worst thing you can get from boys were cooties.
Your worst enemies were your siblings.
Ollie-ollie-oxen free meant something?
Race issues were who ran the fastest.
War was just a card game.
The only drug you knew of was cough medicine.
Wearing skirts didn't mean you were a slut.
The only things you smoked were the tires on your bike.
The only thing that hurt were skinned knees.
And the only things that can be broken were your toys?
Monday, February 1, 2010
Battle for the Yellow Cupcake-Throwing Lawn Gnome
So, I'd like to take a step outside my usual bubble of advice and over-analyzing to talk about something a bit different. So this weekend I went to the Take Action Tour (We the Kings, Mayday Parade, A Rocket to the Moon, Call the Cops), which was a concert at the Crofoot that was ment to raise money for leukemia patients http://takeactiontour.com/take-action-tour/dates-tickets/. It was for a good cause but, holy crap I don't think I've ever been more cramped in my entire life. I literally have bruises on the sides of my stomach and on my arms from being pushed against the bar separating the crowd from the stage. I had a blast, this I will say, though it's mostly because I was with Cristen and we were making fun of pretty much every loser there. Who wears a skirt with no leggings to a concert where you have to wait outside in the freezing cold.. who the hell wears a skirt to a concert, period?
Well, whatever. Aside from the fact that it was cramped beyond holy hell, and I was only there for Mayday Parade, it was a blast. I mean, I listen to We the Kings every so often, but I know people who would have had way more fun then me considering I only went for Mayday. REGARDLESS, I had a pretty good time, considering I almost died. I also, fortunately enough was blessed with the great honor of being held like a baby by a giant black man that resembled quite a close resemblance to Biz Markie, after crowd surfing. I mean, sure I got tired of the absolutely ridiculous screaming 13 year old fans dying over We the Kings, but hey, I did enjoy being a bully all night. I mean, come on let's face it.. I'm an 18 year old 5"2 blonde chick.. I don't think I'd be able to pull off punching and elbowing people at a Slipknot concert.
Well, bottom line is, it was for a good cause and I ended up having fun making fun of people alone, so I think it was worthwhile. Plus, I ended up getting an awesome shirt, so I'm cool with that. People aggravate me, and I feel that the 40 bucks were worth getting my lungs crushed simply to gain a new sense of hatred to ridiculously dorky pre-teens drooling over mediocre music. Well, Mayday Parade was amazing, and that's all I really cared about. I could have basically raped Derek Sanders and that's good enough for me. :)
Well, whatever. Aside from the fact that it was cramped beyond holy hell, and I was only there for Mayday Parade, it was a blast. I mean, I listen to We the Kings every so often, but I know people who would have had way more fun then me considering I only went for Mayday. REGARDLESS, I had a pretty good time, considering I almost died. I also, fortunately enough was blessed with the great honor of being held like a baby by a giant black man that resembled quite a close resemblance to Biz Markie, after crowd surfing. I mean, sure I got tired of the absolutely ridiculous screaming 13 year old fans dying over We the Kings, but hey, I did enjoy being a bully all night. I mean, come on let's face it.. I'm an 18 year old 5"2 blonde chick.. I don't think I'd be able to pull off punching and elbowing people at a Slipknot concert.
Well, bottom line is, it was for a good cause and I ended up having fun making fun of people alone, so I think it was worthwhile. Plus, I ended up getting an awesome shirt, so I'm cool with that. People aggravate me, and I feel that the 40 bucks were worth getting my lungs crushed simply to gain a new sense of hatred to ridiculously dorky pre-teens drooling over mediocre music. Well, Mayday Parade was amazing, and that's all I really cared about. I could have basically raped Derek Sanders and that's good enough for me. :)
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Playing a Mean Fiddle in an Abandoned Building
Everyone needs some sort of an outlet and if, by chance, you do not know what that outlet is, I highly suggest you figure it out. Life, as we all know, can be stressful, and even seem bleak sometimes. But truly, whether it be a basketball, painting, drawing, music, poetry, or even something as simple as video games, we need these outlets to keep our sanity. If you fall down or if you are feeling low, you can always take your emotions and direct it towards something else in a benificial way. Aside from writing in this blog, I will admit to having multiple outlets including music and poetry, and I will also admit that sometimes I neglect my ability to use these outlets which leads to my feelings being directed in a negative way. If you can't find some way to get your emotions out safely, you could end up hurting someone's self esteem, getting someone angry with you, or even breaking someone's heart (Then THEY might need an outlet.. and you better hope it's not their fist destroying your face).
I've noticed that one of the leading causes for pain or arguments among friends, family members, lovers, or whoever else.. is more frequently caused by miscommunication rather than opposition or disagreement. Miscommunication is more likely a direct influence of pent up feelings and even perhaps, a longing to feel like someone cares. Some people feel alone, and even if they are fighting with someone or causing drama, they still feel like bad attention is still attention. Perhaps, if they exerted their emotions in a different way, they would less prone to outbursts and jumping to overanalyzed conclusions.
Someone once told me, "breaking a heart is easy.. mending it is the hard part". This statement to me, couldn't be any more true. People don't necessarily realize the transfer of energy and emotion between people. It's example time, ladies and gentlemen: You've just got home from a really rough week at work. You've been going to sleep at 1:30 every night and waking up at 6:30. Annoying parents letting their children run crazy through your building, obnoxious co-workers.. or maybe even you cut off the tip of your finger trying to cut some onions or tomatoes or what have you. You get home, you take off your shoes, and you collapse into your bed. Finally some peace. Just then, you get a phone call from your friend Susie. "So where have you been? I havn't heard from you in awhile, you seem busy." and, of course, like "anyone" would respond, you say.. or should I say yell "OH WOW, YEAH, BECAUSE I'VE JUST COMPLETELY JUMPED OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH, RIGHT? WHAT WAS STOPPING YOU FROM CALLING ME?!" Now, let's just stop and evaluate the situation: you're tired, your back hurts, you have a headache, you've lossed the tip of your
thumb trying to make someone a sandwhich.. it's easy to understand that you would be a harboring a little bit of hostility. However, if you perhaps took time out once a day or once every two days just to use that outlet, just to vent. You might have responded with an inclanation to be slightly more personable.
In conclusion, I'm asking for you to at least try to find your outlet.. and if you already know what your outlet is, exploit it for all that it's worth.. unless your outlet is drugs or alcohol.. then that would probably be a bad thing.. okay let me rephrase this: find a HEALTHY outlet... one that can benifit you or others in the long-run and use it as much as you can. The key to getting rid of unwanted stress could be as simple as plugging yourself in.
Tight-Rope Made of Ice
Sarah Randles
Looking like an acrobat, I balance on the ice.
So cold, that I don't mind my scarf cutting off my circulation.
My eyes sting as snowflakes dig into my irises.
My voyage to my destination, the snow covering my feet almost completely.
I break and I fall. The ice piercing sharp into my face.
My center of gravity is skewd and this balancing act is more than a struggle.
I long to taste the lies that lie on your lips. Like a poison, restricting my breath.
I try to look you in the eyes but your depth digs into me as I slip on your surface.
I can not hold myself together any longer. I'm being consumed by this false sense of reality.
I care not to stand any longer. Let me fall, and let the blades of tears rip down my face.
I've noticed that one of the leading causes for pain or arguments among friends, family members, lovers, or whoever else.. is more frequently caused by miscommunication rather than opposition or disagreement. Miscommunication is more likely a direct influence of pent up feelings and even perhaps, a longing to feel like someone cares. Some people feel alone, and even if they are fighting with someone or causing drama, they still feel like bad attention is still attention. Perhaps, if they exerted their emotions in a different way, they would less prone to outbursts and jumping to overanalyzed conclusions.
Someone once told me, "breaking a heart is easy.. mending it is the hard part". This statement to me, couldn't be any more true. People don't necessarily realize the transfer of energy and emotion between people. It's example time, ladies and gentlemen: You've just got home from a really rough week at work. You've been going to sleep at 1:30 every night and waking up at 6:30. Annoying parents letting their children run crazy through your building, obnoxious co-workers.. or maybe even you cut off the tip of your finger trying to cut some onions or tomatoes or what have you. You get home, you take off your shoes, and you collapse into your bed. Finally some peace. Just then, you get a phone call from your friend Susie. "So where have you been? I havn't heard from you in awhile, you seem busy." and, of course, like "anyone" would respond, you say.. or should I say yell "OH WOW, YEAH, BECAUSE I'VE JUST COMPLETELY JUMPED OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH, RIGHT? WHAT WAS STOPPING YOU FROM CALLING ME?!" Now, let's just stop and evaluate the situation: you're tired, your back hurts, you have a headache, you've lossed the tip of your
thumb trying to make someone a sandwhich.. it's easy to understand that you would be a harboring a little bit of hostility. However, if you perhaps took time out once a day or once every two days just to use that outlet, just to vent. You might have responded with an inclanation to be slightly more personable.
In conclusion, I'm asking for you to at least try to find your outlet.. and if you already know what your outlet is, exploit it for all that it's worth.. unless your outlet is drugs or alcohol.. then that would probably be a bad thing.. okay let me rephrase this: find a HEALTHY outlet... one that can benifit you or others in the long-run and use it as much as you can. The key to getting rid of unwanted stress could be as simple as plugging yourself in.
Tight-Rope Made of Ice
Sarah Randles
Looking like an acrobat, I balance on the ice.
So cold, that I don't mind my scarf cutting off my circulation.
My eyes sting as snowflakes dig into my irises.
My voyage to my destination, the snow covering my feet almost completely.
I break and I fall. The ice piercing sharp into my face.
My center of gravity is skewd and this balancing act is more than a struggle.
I long to taste the lies that lie on your lips. Like a poison, restricting my breath.
I try to look you in the eyes but your depth digs into me as I slip on your surface.
I can not hold myself together any longer. I'm being consumed by this false sense of reality.
I care not to stand any longer. Let me fall, and let the blades of tears rip down my face.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Mr. Bubbles and Troublesome Poison Ivy
I've noticed a fairly constant variable within my posts: hypocrisy. So many are quick to condemn others for the same faults the accuser is guilty of. This morning was, well... one of those mornings where I get the pleasure of seeing hypocrisy at it's fullest. Simple concept, when someone yells at you or tears you down.. why is it okay? Why is it alright for someone to break you down, but as soon as you stand up for yourself or critique you back, it's wrong? I've always had a hard time swallowing my pride, so it's natural for me to stand up for myself. Even when I know an argument will be avoided by biting my tongue, I find it difficult.
People are so quick to condemn others. People tend to throw people on trial before they even give a second thought to their intentions or mindset. I've noticed that people often criticize others only to then be guilty of doing the same things but in a different situation or in a related way. For example: sluts hating other sluts for being sluts.
Hypocrisy is possibly the only thing that I hate more than ignorance and if it were up to me, it wouldn't even exist. Hypocritical people are often running from something, or in denial over something they are doing. I try to not give people advice that I wouldn't take myself, however if I do, I admit to it. I'll say "I'm just as at fault with this, but I think you should stop (dot dot dot)". I will admit, with certain things it is difficult for me to take my own advice, however I try not to condemn someone for their decisions, I merely try to understand them. I try to let them make me their student and try to get them to help me better fit into their shoes. I've always found this to be the best way to go about things when trying to deal with a person who has the same faults as yourself. You might learn more from them. For example, I'm friends with a person who is particularly overly analytic. I happen to be guilty of the same fault, so when I tell him that he should not worry so much and he shouldn't over analyze, I not only give him that advice, but I give that advice to myself. I try, as well, to let things slide more and I try to not spend too much time thinking about certain things.
The best thing that you can do is take your own advice. Who would want to go to a depressant for help overcoming depression? Who would want to go to a hoarder for advice on cleaning out for a yard sale? It's common sense, people, when the questions are there, the answers could be staring you right in the face. It might take a person suffering for you to wake up to your own faults. It wouldn't be crazy for someone to start eating healthier after their brother died of a heart attack. Don't sit around and wait for something bad to happen, for you to wake up and fix your flaws. The time is now, stop being hypocritical and get out and make a change. Then once you've turned your life around, then is the best time to help others who need to overcome the same obstacle that you have. If I was an alcoholic struggling to quit drinking, I would rather take the advice of a recovered alcoholic, than an alcoholic. I'd think you would too.
Every man alone is sincere. At the entrance of a second person, hypocrisy begins. We parry and fend the approach of our fellow-man by compliments, by gossip, by amusements, by affairs. We cover up our thought from him under a hundred folds. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson, "Friendship," Essays, 1841
People are so quick to condemn others. People tend to throw people on trial before they even give a second thought to their intentions or mindset. I've noticed that people often criticize others only to then be guilty of doing the same things but in a different situation or in a related way. For example: sluts hating other sluts for being sluts.
Hypocrisy is possibly the only thing that I hate more than ignorance and if it were up to me, it wouldn't even exist. Hypocritical people are often running from something, or in denial over something they are doing. I try to not give people advice that I wouldn't take myself, however if I do, I admit to it. I'll say "I'm just as at fault with this, but I think you should stop (dot dot dot)". I will admit, with certain things it is difficult for me to take my own advice, however I try not to condemn someone for their decisions, I merely try to understand them. I try to let them make me their student and try to get them to help me better fit into their shoes. I've always found this to be the best way to go about things when trying to deal with a person who has the same faults as yourself. You might learn more from them. For example, I'm friends with a person who is particularly overly analytic. I happen to be guilty of the same fault, so when I tell him that he should not worry so much and he shouldn't over analyze, I not only give him that advice, but I give that advice to myself. I try, as well, to let things slide more and I try to not spend too much time thinking about certain things.
The best thing that you can do is take your own advice. Who would want to go to a depressant for help overcoming depression? Who would want to go to a hoarder for advice on cleaning out for a yard sale? It's common sense, people, when the questions are there, the answers could be staring you right in the face. It might take a person suffering for you to wake up to your own faults. It wouldn't be crazy for someone to start eating healthier after their brother died of a heart attack. Don't sit around and wait for something bad to happen, for you to wake up and fix your flaws. The time is now, stop being hypocritical and get out and make a change. Then once you've turned your life around, then is the best time to help others who need to overcome the same obstacle that you have. If I was an alcoholic struggling to quit drinking, I would rather take the advice of a recovered alcoholic, than an alcoholic. I'd think you would too.
Every man alone is sincere. At the entrance of a second person, hypocrisy begins. We parry and fend the approach of our fellow-man by compliments, by gossip, by amusements, by affairs. We cover up our thought from him under a hundred folds. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson, "Friendship," Essays, 1841
Monday, January 25, 2010
Baseball T's and Egyptian Cotton Sheets
One of the many things I will admit is that I have a tendency to wear my heart on my sleeve. I'm not necessarily proud of it, and it has caused me my share of scars and bad memories. Some of us are too gullible, then some of us are too skeptical. It can be quite difficult to define love or to define true friendship. Sometimes, we blind ourselves to the flaws of others or the flaws of a relationship because of fear. We can not let fear rule our lives, but we can not completely ignore it. It's what tells us to question. It's what provokes our curiosity.
As we go through our busy lives filled with sports, careers, education, and MAYBE our share of leisure, we are faced with many different kinds of people. Cheerful people, cynical people, sarcastic people, cautious people.. the list is endless. One thing that we are prone to do when meeting someone, is to judge them. Never judge a person who you've never met. Someone who SEEMS to be happy and positive could really be cutting herself in her bedroom closet because she suffers from depression. Someone who seems to be quiet and careful could really be a hardcore partier and an alcoholic. You can never be too sure of the people you've just met. Sometimes, you can't be too sure of the people you've known your entire life.
As shocking as it may seem, you might not REALLY know a person, but know the shadow or mask in which the person hides behind. Some people act the way they do because of the people they are around. Some people put on a show for a particular group of people. One of the main things I have learned in the past couple of months is that we can not judge someone completely based on someone's life decisions. For example, if my best friend started smoking pot and drinking, I would be highly disappointed, but I wouldn't let that get in the way of me being their friend. You must know how to adapt to other people without changing who you are. If a person's personal life decisions start changing who they are, then it may be time to accept that that person isn't who you once knew. Sometimes it's less destructive if you just walk away. It might not always be the easiest thing in the world to do at the time, but later on you might realize that it was the best thing you could have done.
On the opposing side, some people are simply programmed to cause pain. Many people are only out for themselves. Now, naturally some of these people can slip through the cracks if they are good actors, however in most cases, people skip acting class. By simply thinking logically, you might avoid heartbreak later down the road. For example: If you meet someone who constantly beats you down for wearing certain things or eating certain foods, evidence points towards that person having controlling tendencies. People like this need to be avoided because they feed off the very fabric of who you are. They pick and drill at what defines you as a person until you are whittled into what they want you to be. Or, maybe your situation is a bit more simplistic. Perhaps, you just met a boy/girl who is ridiculously good looking. Among the thousands of other people trying to get with them, is you. The person in question clearly flirts with everyone that surrounds them, including yourself. Say, they ask you out. Perhaps with a situation such as this, you should view the moral character of the person instead of their looks. There might be someone somewhere else that would be completely perfect for you that you might pass up because of this failed relationship. Or in the worst case, you end up getting out of this failed relationship with your heart shattered too much to ever truly trust again.
Ignorance is one of the worst diseases, in my eyes. I'm not saying to over analyze every situation you go into, because I can speak on behalf of over analytic people when I say YOU WILL CAUSE YOURSELF MORE PAIN AND CONFUSION BY DOING SO. All I'm asking is this: Would it really hurt you to think things over more once or twice and getting some valid feedback before jumping into a situation or pursuing a relationship with someone? Even if it's not feedback from another person. Simply evaluate a situation by thinking about it before you make any crazy decisions. You must learn how to deem a person trustworthy, and once you know that they are, then don't be afraid to take risks. Take responsible risks. Don't jump into something if the greatest outcome is heartache.
As confusing as this may sound, it makes complete sense. In summary: we all must be critical thinkers. Ask questions to yourself or to the person. Put yourself in the other person's shoes. Don't be selfish, actually ask, and think, and learn. The best thing you can give someone is a chance. But if you know you can't trust that person, and if you allow yourself to be blinded to their lyings tendencies, don't let that person take advantage of you, because you just might let that one failed relationship define who you are. You might allow that one person to take the biggest piece of your heart that you might never get back.
As we go through our busy lives filled with sports, careers, education, and MAYBE our share of leisure, we are faced with many different kinds of people. Cheerful people, cynical people, sarcastic people, cautious people.. the list is endless. One thing that we are prone to do when meeting someone, is to judge them. Never judge a person who you've never met. Someone who SEEMS to be happy and positive could really be cutting herself in her bedroom closet because she suffers from depression. Someone who seems to be quiet and careful could really be a hardcore partier and an alcoholic. You can never be too sure of the people you've just met. Sometimes, you can't be too sure of the people you've known your entire life.
As shocking as it may seem, you might not REALLY know a person, but know the shadow or mask in which the person hides behind. Some people act the way they do because of the people they are around. Some people put on a show for a particular group of people. One of the main things I have learned in the past couple of months is that we can not judge someone completely based on someone's life decisions. For example, if my best friend started smoking pot and drinking, I would be highly disappointed, but I wouldn't let that get in the way of me being their friend. You must know how to adapt to other people without changing who you are. If a person's personal life decisions start changing who they are, then it may be time to accept that that person isn't who you once knew. Sometimes it's less destructive if you just walk away. It might not always be the easiest thing in the world to do at the time, but later on you might realize that it was the best thing you could have done.
On the opposing side, some people are simply programmed to cause pain. Many people are only out for themselves. Now, naturally some of these people can slip through the cracks if they are good actors, however in most cases, people skip acting class. By simply thinking logically, you might avoid heartbreak later down the road. For example: If you meet someone who constantly beats you down for wearing certain things or eating certain foods, evidence points towards that person having controlling tendencies. People like this need to be avoided because they feed off the very fabric of who you are. They pick and drill at what defines you as a person until you are whittled into what they want you to be. Or, maybe your situation is a bit more simplistic. Perhaps, you just met a boy/girl who is ridiculously good looking. Among the thousands of other people trying to get with them, is you. The person in question clearly flirts with everyone that surrounds them, including yourself. Say, they ask you out. Perhaps with a situation such as this, you should view the moral character of the person instead of their looks. There might be someone somewhere else that would be completely perfect for you that you might pass up because of this failed relationship. Or in the worst case, you end up getting out of this failed relationship with your heart shattered too much to ever truly trust again.
Ignorance is one of the worst diseases, in my eyes. I'm not saying to over analyze every situation you go into, because I can speak on behalf of over analytic people when I say YOU WILL CAUSE YOURSELF MORE PAIN AND CONFUSION BY DOING SO. All I'm asking is this: Would it really hurt you to think things over more once or twice and getting some valid feedback before jumping into a situation or pursuing a relationship with someone? Even if it's not feedback from another person. Simply evaluate a situation by thinking about it before you make any crazy decisions. You must learn how to deem a person trustworthy, and once you know that they are, then don't be afraid to take risks. Take responsible risks. Don't jump into something if the greatest outcome is heartache.
As confusing as this may sound, it makes complete sense. In summary: we all must be critical thinkers. Ask questions to yourself or to the person. Put yourself in the other person's shoes. Don't be selfish, actually ask, and think, and learn. The best thing you can give someone is a chance. But if you know you can't trust that person, and if you allow yourself to be blinded to their lyings tendencies, don't let that person take advantage of you, because you just might let that one failed relationship define who you are. You might allow that one person to take the biggest piece of your heart that you might never get back.
"There is no slavery but ignorance. Liberty is the child of intelligence."
~ Robert G. Ingersoll
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