There has been many things gone sour this past week.
Let me cheer you up a little.
Sometimes you gotta keep walking even if someone holds you back
Even if it feels like we’re being wrangled.
Sometimes we fail when we try.
Heck, sometimes life stinks.
And it’s hard to keep on moving.
So calm the fuck down and think about life.
Grab a friend.
Or many friends.
And take charge of life!
And because I didn’t make sense, here’s a gif that doesn’t either:
(Source: itsmellslikeweed)
It’s extremely refreshing and fun to get to know a person the old fashioned way… and by that I mean, getting to know them without stalking them on Facebook.
Answer: Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson. Solved this in an instant, thanks to always having Sherlock on my mind.
The handsome boy on the train was reading “The Atlantic.” I swooned a little bit. Brainy is the new sexy.
It is a mystery why we fall in love. It is a mystery how it happens. It is a mystery when it comes. It is a mystery why some loves grow, and it is a mystery why some loves fail. You can analyze this mystery and look for reasons and causes, but you will never do any more than take the life out of the experience.
Love is more than the sum of the interests and attractions and commonalities that two people share. And just as life itself is a gift that comes and goes in its time, the coming of love must be taken as an unfathomable gift that cannot be questioned in its ways.
You need to treat what love brings you with kindness. If you find yourself in love with someone who does not love you, be gentle with yourself. There is nothing wrong with you. Love just didn’t choose to rest in the other person’s heart.
If you find someone else in love with you toward whom you feel no love, feel honored that love came and called at your door, but gently refuse the gift you cannot return. Do not take advantage; do not cause pain. How you deal with love is how love will deal with you, and all our hearts feel the same pains and joys, even if our lives and ways are very different.
If you fall in love with another who falls in love with you, and then love chooses to leave, do not try to reclaim it or to assess blame. Let it go. There is a reason and there is a meaning. You will know it in time, but time itself will choose the moment.
Remember this and keep it in your heart. You don’t choose love. Love chooses you. All you can really do is accept it for all its mystery when it comes into your life. Feel the way it fills you to overflowing, then reach out and give it away. Give it back to the person who brought it to you. Give it to others who seem poor in spirit. Give it to the world around you in any way you can.
Love has its own time, its own season, and its own reasons for coming and going. You cannot bribe it or coerce it or reason it into staying. If it chooses to leave your heart or the heart of your lover, there is nothing you can do and nothing you should do. Be glad that it came to live for a moment in your life. If you keep your heart open, it will surely come again.- Kent Nerbern
I would frame these and put them in my apartment!
Yup, I’m doin’ it again!
On Offer: A set of all four posters (11”x17” color prints on nice, thick semi-gloss paper) each for two winners. I’ll also sign and date them for the sake of, you know, the personal touch.
- Reblog to enter. Only reblogs will officially count as entries. Two winners will be decided via a random number generator.
- You may enter no more than four times. I neglected to set a cap on entries for my last little giveaway (because why would I—complete unknown—need one?) and some people got a little carried away.
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- Please make sure you have your askbox open so I can contact you if you win.
- I’ll ship anywhere in the world by USPS.
- Ends Monday, January 30th. I’ll announce the winners on my blog that afternoon.
- Even if you don’t win, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for your interest!
“Love Is All I Am” by Dawes
And love is not convenient,
it does not cease at your command
You might take it and leave it, but love is all I am
Love is all I am
I need a graceful, proud way to let go
To smile and accept the things that you don’t know
The losses and gains blurred
The weight of these as last words
And love is not excitement
It’s not kissing or holding hands
I’m not kind of assignment
No, love is all I am, love is all I am
LOVE IS ALL I AM