turn the hands of time…

I think all of us want to feel something that we have forgotten or turned our backs on, because maybe we didn’t realize how much we were leaving behind. we need to remember what used to be good. if we don’t, we wont recognize it even if it hits you between the eyes

Life Sucks

Just because you can’t say something doesn’t mean you don’t want to, you can want to very much. You can be with a person and be happy with them and not love them. And you can love somebody and not want to be with them. You don’t need to love someone to want them. Now that’s frustrating, when what your brain tells you you want and what you actually want don’t match up. Its exhausting. And, well, its complicated. But that’s life. And life… sucks

What The Fuckk…

Love isn’t about the romantic nights or gifts. It isn’t about fireworks going off around you when you have that first, real, kiss. Love isn’t about kissing in the rain and dancing beneath the stars. It isn’t about the big moments or the big surprises. Love is not a fairytale. Love is about still having the butterflies after years. It’s about the second looks and laying in bed wide awake, all night, because you can’t go to sleep mad at each other. It’s about being willing to sacrifice, literally, everything for someone, just because you care so deeply for them. It’s not about buying them gifts, but it’s about leaving them little presents here and there, just to remind them that you are constantly thinking about them. Love is about all of the little things, that add up to really big things. Love is rare and special, but should not be treated as if it will break. Love needs to be thrown around and beat up a little bit, worn in, but not worn down. Love needs to be a comfortable feeling, a place to go when NO ONE else in the world can relate. A safe place, where you know that no matter how ugly you look or how angry you are, you will still be… loved.

Toni Braxton- I Wanna Be Your (Baby)

I’m gonna put it out there.
Lay it on the line. And even if it breaks my heart.
I’m giving it a try.
Not waiting fot tomorrow confessing it today
So baby here it goes I’m out of time.
It’s do or die.

I wanna be your baby
Won’t you be my man?
I wanna be you soldier
When you’re too weak to stand.
I wanna be your baby,
Be the end of your day.
Forever in your life
Forever by your side
Forever I’ll stand

I’m hanging on a thread, I don’t care if I fall.
But I ain’t gonna fall even though I don’t know if you feel me at all (feel me at all).
I’m ready to be right or wrong with you ready for my heart to win or lose.
I’m ready to give all I’ve got to you.
Boy, I want you to know……

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

So I am saying I love you.
Ain’t holdin nothing back.
And I saying I want you I want you to call my name.
And I wait on you forever.
And I promise that. cuz I
Love you.
I love

I wanna be………

Anyone else want to break my heart?

Before I met you, I was always considered the strong one, the one who never got hurt; I could do anything and never fall. I felt like I was the epitome of invincibility; of confidence. Now you’ve come along, you’ve broken my heart, and you’ve shaken me from that really strong foundation that I had spent years constructing. I found out more about myself than I ever had before. I found that my foundation wasn’t as strong as I thought it was — I found that love isn’t all it’s cracked up to be — and I found that this time, maybe I won’t be able to get back up quite so easily.

You love who we were. You can't possibly love who we've become.

Difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed and passed over. You don’t see me, but I threw you the obvious just to see if there’s more behind the eyes of a fallen angel, the eyes of tragedy. Here I am expecting just a little bit too much from the wounded, but I see through it all and see you. You don’t see me. You don’t see me at all

You love who we were. You can’t possibly love who we’ve become.

Difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed and passed over. You don’t see me, but I threw you the obvious just to see if there’s more behind the eyes of a fallen angel, the eyes of tragedy. Here I am expecting just a little bit too much from the wounded, but I see through it all and see you. You don’t see me. You don’t see me at all

your path

Take chances, take a lot of them. Because honestly, no matter where you end up and with whom, it always ends up just the way it should be. Your mistakes make you who you are. You learn and grow with each choice you make. Everything is worth it. Say how you feel always. Be you, and be okay with it.

When It Was Me [ paula deanda ]

Ooh, no
Yeah, yeah

She’s got green eyes and she’s 5’5″
Long brown hair all down her back
Cadillac truck
So the hell what
What’s so special about that
She used to model, she’s done some acting
So she weighs a buck ‘o 5
And I guess that she’s alright if perfection is what you like

Ooh, ooh, and I’m not jealous, no I’m not
Ooh, ooh, I just want everything she’s got
Ooh, ooh, you look at her so amazed
I remember way back when you used to look at me that way

Tell me what makes her so much better than me (so much better than me)
What makes her just everything I can never be
What makes her your every dream and fantasy
Because I can remember when it was me

And now you don’t feel the same
I remember you would shiver everytime I said your name
You said nothing felt as good as when you gaze into my eyes
Now you don’t care I’m alive
How did we let the fire die

Ooh, ooh, and I’m not jealous, no I’m not
Ooh, ooh, I just want everything she’s got
Ooh, ooh, you look at her so amazed
I remember way back when you used to look at me that way

What makes her so much better than me (so much better than me)
What makes her just everything I can never be
What makes her your every dream and fantasy
Because I can remember when it was me

That made you smile (me)
That made you laugh (me)
Me that made you happier than you have ever been, oh me
That was your world (me)
Your perfect girl
Nothing about me has changed
That’s why I’m here wondering

What makes her so much better than me (what makes her so much better than me)
What makes her just everything I can never be
What makes her your every dream and fantasy
Because I can remember when it was me

What makes her so much better than me (what makes her so much better than me)
What makes her just everything I can never be
What makes her your every dream and fantasy
Because I can remember when it was me

When it was me
When it was me
When it was me

Please understand me

If I do not want what you want, please try not to tell me that my want is wrong. Or if I believe other than you, at least pause before you correct my view. Or if my emotion is less than yours, or more, given the same circumstances, try not to ask me to feel more strongly or weakly. Or yet if I act, or fail to act, in the manner of your design for action, let me be. I do not, for the moment at least, ask you to understand me. That will come only when you are willing to give up changing me into a copy of you. – David Keirsey

Mike Doughty, "I Hear the Bells"

I hear the bells
Down in the canyon, it’s
Snow in New York
Some blue December, I’m
Gone to the moon
Without you, girl, and I’m
Calling to you
Throughout the world and well I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful and triumphant and I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful and triumphant and

I hear the bells
They are like emeralds, and
Glints in the night
Commas and ampersands
Your moony face
So inaccessible
Your inner mind
So inexpressible

I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful and triumphant and I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful and triumphant and

I’m seeking girls
In sales and marketing
Let’s go make out
Up in the balcony
Your business dress
So businesslike and I’m
Tossing the blouse
Over a chairback and

(2x)
I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful and triumphant and I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful and triumphant and

You snooze, you lose
Well I have snost and lost
I’m pushing through
I’ll disregard the cost
I hear the bells
So fascinating and
I’ll slug it out
I’m sick of waiting

(3x)
I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful and triumphant and I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful and triumphant and

Mike Doughty, “I Hear the Bells”

I hear the bells
Down in the canyon, it’s
Snow in New York
Some blue December, I’m
Gone to the moon
Without you, girl, and I’m
Calling to you
Throughout the world and well I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful and triumphant and I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful and triumphant and

I hear the bells
They are like emeralds, and
Glints in the night
Commas and ampersands
Your moony face
So inaccessible
Your inner mind
So inexpressible

I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful and triumphant and I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful and triumphant and

I’m seeking girls
In sales and marketing
Let’s go make out
Up in the balcony
Your business dress
So businesslike and I’m
Tossing the blouse
Over a chairback and

(2x)
I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful and triumphant and I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful and triumphant and

You snooze, you lose
Well I have snost and lost
I’m pushing through
I’ll disregard the cost
I hear the bells
So fascinating and
I’ll slug it out
I’m sick of waiting

(3x)
I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful and triumphant and I can
Hear the bells are
Ringing joyful and triumphant and