I found something I wrote quite awhile ago. I like it enough to post it. The writing is about random people....and some not so random people. The poem is about my husband.
I don’t know as there is anything more annoying than hearing people worry about whether they are cute enough or skinny enough or tall enough or funny enough. You are who you are. If you aren’t happy with who you are, then no on e else is going to be happy with who you are. The entire world is not required to like you. However, no one is going to like you if you don’t like yourself. That’s a proven fact. Love yourself and people will love you, too. Hate yourself and people will have no problem despising you. Look in the mirror each day and find at least one things that you love about yourself. It doesn’t have to be anything big and it doesn’t need to be something physical in nature. Whether it is your sense of humor, your eyes, you fingernails....whatever. Just look at yourself and admit that there are things about yourself to admire. Once you acknowledge that, so will the world.
I also hate hearing about how love just isn’t working out for so and so because of this reason or that reason. For the love of GOD, you are barely past being a teenager What’s the damn hurry? You have a long time to go before you’re so old as to be undesirable. Slow down, kick back, relax, and have some fun Find someone you can be yourself around, have fun with, and talk to. You’ll have more luck that way than looking for someone perfect or someone to “complete” you or someone that’s “cute” or “hot” or whatever pushes your buttons. Get your priorities straight you shallow shithead
I could feel you
Before I could see you
A dream never realized.
I could sense you
Just beyond reach
Waiting, watching, accepting.
It was always my choice
I could deny you
As I could deny myself
And live a half life
My eyes opened when
First I saw you.
You made me whole
You healed me of
The wounds of life.
You saved me from
The death of my soul.
I live for you.
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I know there's a place you walked where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup, I only feel right on my knees
I spit out like a sewer hole yet still receive your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?
My heart is like a broken cup, I only feel right on my knees
I spit out like a sewer hole yet still receive your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?