Did I Just Say That Out Loud?

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He'll sweep me of my feet. And I'll know he's the one, when he
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mingdliu:

Do you ever get like super vulnerable late at night that you just want to spill your heart out and say how you feel because you’ve been holding it in for so long and you just need some ventilation and there’s just something about two in the morning that makes me lose my filter and say the things I would never have the guts to say when the sun is up.

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vvhaleshark:

he’s schwimming

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darrenstummy:

the more sexual and inappropriate you are with me the better we’ll get along

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spiritualinspiration:

Are you struggling with trying to make a dream come to pass? Are you frustrated in a relationship, trying to make someone else change or live right? You may mean well, you may have good goals, but if you are trying to orchestrate things to happen your way, on your timetable, you are only going to frustrate yourself. At some point, you have to turn those circumstances over to God and trust that He has your best interest at heart.

How do you turn things over to God? Start by making the choice and declaring your resolve. Simply say, “Father, I choose to let You be God of this situation. I take my hands off. I trust You.” Then, choose to worship Him. Worship is one of the best ways to set your heart and mind in the right place. You can’t worry and worship at the same time! Worship is a sign that you are trusting God; worry is a sign that you are trying to control things.

Today, take the pressure off yourself and turn things over to God. Give Him control and let Him take your setbacks and turn them into comebacks. Remember, the God who holds the universe holds you in the palm of His hand. Trust Him and let God be God in every area of your life!

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radicaljocy:

Remember in the 90’s there used be a room in your house that was called the “computer room”.

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Yo quiero besarle. Saber sus labios.

The more you are exposed to something, the realer it becomes. When you read about something, or watch something on tv, or listen to something more and more, you believe it more and more. Likewise, the more I wrote about how I felt, the more I felt it. The realer it all became. And now I’m faced with having to choose between my written thoughts and feelings that have escalated as a result of my writings and therefore obsessions, and the reality that is that none of it matters. Although the reality is the way I have to go, it is the least appealing option. Especially when it means I have to abandon what I previously thought was a reality, simply because I, through my writings, made it so. Though perhaps I should be grateful I refused to share any of my emotions verbally because the spreading of thoughts is yet another form of exposure (in this case to a harmful reality) and I might be in a deeper hole. If people knew what I was really thinking—actually knew, not just suspected, as I imagine some people already do suspect my true feelings—this would be a way bigger mess and I would be crushed even further. Perhaps I need to relish the fact that I am the one true holder of this knowledge so I have the power to change my mind, to deal with this on my own, without the worry of other people’s reactions and everything. It will be difficult, though, because it’s been forever that I’ve felt a happiness like this, and now I must abandon it because it apparently isn’t real. Not just this, but I have to accept the fact that I am abandoning this happiness indefinitely. That’s the worst part.

Agh. Of course right when I start to feel something good, the other shoe drops and he makes me realize how much what I want doesn’t matter and isn’t going to happen. And then I look ahead at this next week and we won’t even see each other until God knows when. Is this good or bad? I don’t even know. Fffffffuuuuuuuuuuuu


"When I look at someone who’s out there partying excessively or rappers rapping about doing drugs, who people look up to, and think, Oh that’s a G; that’s a gangster. I think, You’re actually being a giant pussy. Sorry, but those rockers in the ’80s were the furthest thing from rock stars. They were so insecure and so lonely that they had to do these things to get them through the day. If you’re spending your entire early 20s chasing the next party, what are you running away from? That’s not a badass. What’s a badass is when you can sit through your problems and feel emotions when you don’t want to have them. There have been nights where I’ve had to sit on my hands, because I want to act out, because I physically can’t sit still in the pain I’m dealing with, from looking back and being bullied or other things that happened. And now, as hard as it may be, I will do that. That’s what makes me a badass. Being a badass is handling your shit."

"When I look at someone who’s out there partying excessively or rappers rapping about doing drugs, who people look up to, and think, Oh that’s a G; that’s a gangster. I think, You’re actually being a giant pussy. Sorry, but those rockers in the ’80s were the furthest thing from rock stars. They were so insecure and so lonely that they had to do these things to get them through the day. If you’re spending your entire early 20s chasing the next party, what are you running away from? That’s not a badass. What’s a badass is when you can sit through your problems and feel emotions when you don’t want to have them. There have been nights where I’ve had to sit on my hands, because I want to act out, because I physically can’t sit still in the pain I’m dealing with, from looking back and being bullied or other things that happened. And now, as hard as it may be, I will do that. That’s what makes me a badass. Being a badass is handling your shit."

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neptunain:

to catch a bus you have to think like a bus

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