Welcome! Settle in. Buckle up. You are now inside my head. A mumble jumble of everything that makes sense (or not) to me. Things that make me smile, laugh, cry, cringe, "awww", and my favorite: things that provoke me to think or question myself and the world around me. A collection of random blurtations of pure brilliance. This is my life. This is me. Enjoy the ride.
“And I don’t, don’t, don’t get the hate. Self hate, women hate, body hate, stranger hate. That seems so exhausting. I like me. I like you. I like you, even if I don’t know you. I like you until I have a reason not to. And then I’ll probably still like you and try to view your meanness through the lens of your experiences. I try. Some people really work at making it hard. I don’t think it’s naive, though I’ve heard that before. I just think it’s a better way to be.”
"Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let the pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place. :)"
You know, he used to tell me how wonderful you were, but guys always say great things about their girlfriends until they break up. That's when the truth comes out. You know, I've waited 15 years to find out what he really thinks about you. Do you wanna know what he thinks about you now that you've broken up?
No. Shawn, I don't wanna talk about him.
Now that you've broken up, he still tells me how wonderful you are.