Saturday, June 02, 2012
OF LOVE AND HURT AND BEING STRONG
Sometimes you have to be strong for yourself. you have to know that you’re a good person and a good friend. what’s meant to be will end up good and what’s not - won’t. love is worth fighting for sometimes. you can’t be the only one fighting. at times, people need to fight for you. if they don’t, you just have to move on and realize what you gave them was more than they were willing to give you. hopefully, people realize great things when they come around and don’t lose something real. always fight, until you can’t anymore, and then be fought for. everybodywantstolove
“I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love, and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me.” — Charles Bukowski
“You will find as you look back upon your life that the moments when you have really lived are the moments when you have done things in the spirit of love.” — Henry Drummond
“What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.” - Chuck Palahniuk
“And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.” — Sylvia Plath
“Intimacy is based on shared vulnerability… nothing deepens intimacy like the experiences that we share when we feel flayed, with our skins off, scared and vulnerable, and our partner is there with us, willing to share in the scary stuff.” — Dossie Easton & Catherine A. Liszt
“That idea is strange to me. People keep on loving. People keep on loving even if you are not there in their face everyday to remind them? People keep on loving even if they no longer see you at all? People keep on loving even if they are loving someone else? Impossible: to believe you can be loved in absence when you don’t even know how it feels to be loved when you are there.” — Camilla Gibb
“Perfect love casts out fear. Where there is love there are no demands, no expectations, no dependency. I do not demand that you make me happy; my happiness does not lie in you. If you were to leave me, I will not feel sorry for myself; I enjoy your company immensely, but I do not cling.” — Anthony de Mello
Too often we don’t realize what we have, until its gone. Too often we’re too stubborn to say, “I’m sorry I was wrong.” Sometimes it seems we hurt the ones we hold dearest to our hearts, and we let the foolish things tear us apart. I’m pushing you away each time I pull up that bar stool, drowning you in every drop I drink, I’m telling you to go to hell but I’m talking to myself because you’re not around to hear what I think.
I think that’s what I find most strange about this world, nobody ever says how they feel. They hurt, but they don’t cry out. they’re happy, but they don’t dance or jump around. And they’re angry but they hardly ever scream, because they feel ashamed. Nothing’s worse than that. So we all walk around with our heads looking down and never look up and see how beautiful the sky is.