elephant shoes

Hello. Quite a few people hate me, a handful of people love me& the majority of the population seems to be apathetic. I don’t mean to say that in the self-pitying sense. I take it as it is. Normally. Admittedly, I know I’ll be mentally unstable in a few years, daily meds& pillowed walls included. Did i mention i like light … ALOT? well it fascinates me with its uncanny ability to both conceal& reveal. plus, it’s really pretty when it shines through those prism like thangs. it makes my heart feel like a hot fudge sundae ♥ I’m a bitch or I’m just shy- it depends on the day. Or perhaps I’m both. I cook, as long as there’s directions, I laugh, as long as I can, I’ll entertain, as long as you don’t scare me& i’ll live as long as there’s meaning.

As you can see, most of my love is conditional. I love all, but only work to keep a few in my life. Making amends has come more easily& is now a habit I’ve grown accustomed too. I can’t say that I’ve never made a mistake, but I can honestly say that through every experience I have always gained something valuable from it. writing is my outlet. i just love to…WRITE. about anything& everything& all thats in between. I’m not perfect& I’m sure you’re not perfect either- but we can have our perfect moments& that right there is enough to get me through the day. So I promise you, if you dare to bare all with me, I’m sure you’ll realize that there’s more to me then just skin ♥


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take over control

sometimes it’s easier to pretend that things are okay, rather than face a difficult truth. so we go through the motions, the rituals of everyday life. we hope the comfortable rhythms of familiarity will hold off the inevitable just a little longer; return things to normal, anything to buy us more time. playing pretend, make believe, it might be the one thing we never outgrow.

the more things change, the more they stay the same. i’m not sure who the first person was who said that, probably shakespeare, sounds like something he’d say. but at the moment its the sentence that best explains my tragic flaw; my inability to change. i don’t think i’m alone in this, the more i get to know other people, the more i realize it’s kind of everyones flaw. staying exactly the same, for as long as possible, standing perfectly still, it feels better somehow. & if you’re suffering, at least the pain is familiar. because if you took that leap of faith, went outside the box, did something unexpected, who knows what other pain might be waiting out there, chances are it could be even worse. so you maintain the status quo, choose the road already travelled. & it doesn’t seem that bad, not as far as flaws go, you’re not a drug addict, you’re not killing anyone - except maybe yourself a little. 

they say that patience is a virtue, & that good things comes to those who wait … but they also say that he who hesitates, is lost. the only way to get a change, is to actually change. 

cheers to a new attitude& perspective

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