Tamina: Such a noble prince.
Prince Dastan: Such a gentle princess.
Tamina: How taken you were with my fainting act, eagerly leaping to assist the fallen beauty.
Prince Dastan: Whoa! Who said you were a beauty?
Tamina: There must be a reason why you can't take your eyes off me.
Prince Dastan: You're... I... I don't trust you. And you're not my type.
Tamina: Ah! I'm not some desperate salve girl. I'm actually capable of voicing my own thoughts!
Prince Dastan: Eh, too many for my taste.
Sat on the porch watching the rain and singing with her and snuggling most of the night.
If this is what people describe in me as miserable... I can absolutely live with that.
Now it's time to play (and argue) till bed time!!!
HAHA.
Lol. Pobre gatitos
At least you're having fun. Hmm hmm.
Haven't had dreams for a spell, and now these... lol
At least I remember these dreams. Odd and confusing as they are.
The trick to being someone's addiction is making peace with the reality, that eventually, they'll want to drop the habit.
From "biting the apple"...
To "falling off the wagon."
Change isn't always subtle.
"The Pain Of Being In Love With Someone You Can Never Be With"
Love is a tricky thing. It varies in intensity and in the specificity of emotions. It is sometimes the most beautiful thing in the world and, at other times, it’s the most horrid thing we've ever come face-to-face with.
It’s odd how one thing could be the cause of so many contrary feelings. But that’s what makes love so beautiful – it’s the closest thing to perfection that exists in the world, the only thing that can easily and comfortably encompass both good and evil, beautiful and ugly.
It’s the closest thing to a flawless whole that man has ever claimed to have been part of.
When we think of love, we think of the happy kind of love, the kind that is the beginning of something beautiful – something that breathes life.
There is, however, another kind of love, a much darker and sadder kind of love. It’s the love one feels when one loves someone he or she can never and will never have.
It’s the kind of love that doesn't signal the beginning of something beautiful, but rather the end of something that might have been beautiful, but will never amount to anything more than what it is.
Contrary to popular belief or popular wishful thinking, love doesn't always end happily. It doesn't always result in the joining of two people, the fusing of two lives into one.
Sometimes, on rare occasions, it results in the wedging apart of the two who love each other the most. You can love someone with all your soul and never get a chance to be with that person. Even worse, you can know that you love him or her, understanding there is no possibility that the two of you will ever be together.
Some people cannot and will not ever end up together, even if they do love each other. It’s a sad truth, but a truth, nonetheless.
The fact is, love is not enough. All those fairy tales, all those stories and movies you've heard and watched growing up, lied to you. Love is never enough because love is not rational.
You hear that love is irrational all the time, yet you still hear the same people saying that love is enough to keep two people together.
Unfortunately, we live in a world governed by rationality, and while love may be irrational, and we may manage to make it work for some time, the real world always catches up with us and our irrational illusions dissipate into thin air.
Then we are left with reality and reality doesn't always reason the way lovers do.
Some people don’t work out together. They have habits or beliefs that make it impossible to co-habitate with the person they love. There isn't a couple out there that loves every little thing about one another.
Sure, they may find certain quirks cute or unique, but they don’t love them; they simply accept them. There are some people who have such habits, tendencies, or thinking patterns that really do make them incompatible with the other person.
The two may love each other fully, because remember, love isn't rational, yet not be able to live and deal with each other forever. This is why relationships require compromise.
You’re not going to love everything about the person you are with, but you love enough about him or her to live with the things you don’t love. Not all people are willing to, or even able to, compromise. Sometimes it just doesn't work, regardless of what our emotions tell us.
Compromising, of course, is a choice. You either choose to make it work or you choose not to. I believe this fully. As long as something doesn’t go against your nature, over time you can make it work. But there are still some cases when compromising isn't enough.
Sometimes there are other reasons two people cannot and will not ever be together. In fact, this is usually the deciding factor of whether or not two lovers will be capable of spending their lives together: if they are able to forgive and forget.
Because love is as intense an emotion as one gets, it occasionally leads us to make poor choices – choices that are hurtful to the ones we love.
They may be poor calls of judgment, lies we told or things we said. When it comes to love, our pasts haunt us. We move from relationship to relationship, hauling all that luggage we managed to accumulate in our previous relationship.
Because lovers who can’t work together don’t like to accept this fact, they have a tendency of breaking up and getting back together repeatedly.
Each time they take a break from each other, they come back and try to start fresh. But the problem is, they’re still carrying all that luggage. And sooner or later, they start to unpack. All the demons come out.
When love scars, it cuts deep. The pain isn't easily forgotten and usually cannot be willfully forgotten. When you hurt the woman you love enough, she won’t come back to you. And because you still love her, you wouldn't take her back even if she asked you to.
You don’t trust yourself not to hurt her again and even if you did, she wouldn't trust you not to hurt her again. Relationships are built on trust and you shattered her trust.
Chances are, you both have bruises that have never fully healed and likely will never fully heal. And that’s just something you decided that you’ll have to live with. Why?
Because you really don’t have any other options. You just hope that the two of you find others to love so you can think about each other less and so you don’t have to worry about her happiness anymore.
You wait in hopes that new love can take the place of the old — which it can. But that doesn't mean you will ever stop loving each other. Some people will love each other until the day they die, spending the majority of their lives apart. And so is the darker side of love.
Hey you... yea... you! The natural disaster with the face.. Yeah You!
YOU MISSED!!!
Build a match-shooting mini crossbow with your daughter day.
Success.
Daughter not suggesting to set something on fire:
Almost a success.
I'm going to need sparklers next time.
True nature.
It is depressingly fascinating how any one person can act, just as it is slightly less so when it comes to what a person will say in the "lime light". After all it is much easier to utter a statement, than to act, right?
Then come into scope the words, abusers, fake, liars and user. Those who do nothing but, have a keen ability to repeatedly aim those descriptors at the easiest mark. Is it to project? derail their guilt? Avert their self hatred, while all the while ignoring that they do exactly what they claim to abhor in others?
Everyone is different, sure. But no one is that dense and self absorbed to not know themselves. Let alone that stupid.
Or are they? Don't know. You aren't a decent person if you tell them the truth, so... have fun with that "friendship". LOL
Bravo at their fanfare of qualms with what they dish out.
Know me well enough to call me a hypocrite, otherwise all you are doing is making yourself feel better.
I was asked once if I ever grew bored of a person. If it was possible for people to "get bored" of one another. Would I get bored of them? I said this:
People? sure, they can and have grown bored of someone at one point or another. I happen to believe that if that was the case, they never had any real interest in the person they grew bored of. It was just a temporary entertainment. Such is life. Everyone is different, and there is nothing inherently wrong with that. How a person goes about acting on that way of thinking is what dictates decent behavior or not.
Me? No... I do not grow bored. I learned that the conversations with individuals, to which I have told the same exact story to, have led to very different and amazing conversations at times. The capacity to learn is limitless. And that intrigues and gives me impulse to never ever want to just cut a camaraderie, or relationship. Not without serious due cause and necessity.
When I offer myself as a friend, companion, support and protection to the best of my ability, I take that seriously, and I honor that to the best of what I can ever bring myself to do.
Do I grow bored of people? No. Would I ever grow bored of someone? No. I always promise, that if I'm here now, I'll be there always, unless you ask me to leave. Unless you desire it enough to be clear and honest about my needing to sever our communication and friendship. Then, my last act as the person respecting your wishes, is to grant you that space. Do I consider that a burned bridge? Absolutely not. But, I never take that lightly. That weighs heavily on me, for the rest of my days.
And please do keep in mind, there are many ways to ask a person to leave, over varying lengths of time.
Be careful, that's all I ask.
And when that is asked of me.
I somberly nod and whisper:
Como Ordene.
I'm glad I can keep trying to keep my mind open enough to keep trying to learn from people, even when they are not there. it's odd, but it keeps happening, it's a pleasant peaceful feeling. A feeling I had doubts could happen. It's personal, and slightly shared. who knew.
so... thank you.
"It is they in which your thoughts reside..."
"You belive so, eh Laink? I already knew that."
♫... like every tree stands on it own....
reaching for the sky..♫--- and we both burst into laughter.
Putting her asleep with that song is always great since then. LOL.
the world can't possibly be this fucked where it's okay to torment another freely. i struggle everyday keeping myself from turning into a monster.
Can I sleep please?
Heart: Nah... You're gonna stay up with me while I break for no fucking reason.
Apples fly pretty far when you chuck em, eh? Who would have thought.
And I sit and ask myself...
"How do you like them apples?"
A tad chewed.
And no sleep tonight.
Her:
Hey I just wanted to ask since she's there for a lot more meals then usual, your still sticking to mostly veggies for snacks and lots of veggies and fruit with dinner
Right?
Me:
Nah. She's always ordered pizza with her cell by the time I've picked her up from school. She uses her credit card so she can't get a refund so... Pizza all day everyday. She loves the Ninja Turtles, did you know that?
With my daughter anything is a thousand percent better. Got a flat today at her school right after picking her up. Alone, it would have bothered me, but it was something to do and have her help me with...
Granted she wanted to DO everything by herself... but yeah... tire changed and home having fun.
Asleep my heart races,
awake my mind with it trades places.
It's a strange feeling.
I guess I've once more been caught by surprise. As broken as I've felt in the past over various ordeals, I feel broken once again. But it's not painful. I'm not numb, that much I know, but yet... I'm a strange kind of sad. I almost want to shrug it off and just keep on, but I know better. It's not so simple...
Being used, I suppose never is either.
I believe I need to go for a deep swim.
Today was a truly amazing day... and my baby will always remember it.
Too true.
Can't force a person to understand what you feel.
Can't force a person to acknowledge what you feel.
Can't force a person to be concerned about what you feel.
Emotions are a powerful thing, and control is not always easy.
An overly explosive display of emotions, losing control, as it were; May be an outlet of sorts but if any of the above is occurring, it only makes things worse.
Being in denial of any part of this, exacerbates it ALL.
What's the first thing you feel when you go clubbin' baby seals?
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Some kick-ass bass beats.
uhn-tss! uhn-tss! uhn-tss! uhn-tss!
Lies, deceit and disregard would scare anyone. Unless you have a good poker face.
These thunder strikes are oddly relaxing... I hope the rain lasts a few more days.
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