This app is so awesome! Everyone is so kind and positive. It's refreshing! There is so much craziness going on in our world. It makes me very sad. I am glad there is a place like this where you can come and be encouraged and feel good about yourself.
Thanks Drew for this amazing app.
Everyone's different. But that's okay. People change, sometimes for the better and sometimes for the worst. What matters most is the people who stick with you through everything. They like you for you. They matter. They always love you, even when you feel like no one does. and for all that, I am grateful.
Washington is an odd choice for a career as a weatherman.....
I've often wondered why Washington News stations even attempt to fill the position for weathermen. They get paid just to guess what's gonna happen for the week. Has to be frustrating. Doing the research & mapping out the storm only for Ms. Mother Nature to come along and add whatever spices to the pot as she feels. Next thing you know the weekend has arrived and everyone from Tacoma to Bellingham are planning their next move on the Weatherman's words....
In the middle of summer? Huh....
Well can't say I'm not surprised as this is common to a Seattlite.
BUT, where there is rain there will be forest. From the back...
I see little beauty in this world anymore, yet there still remain small flikers of peace and harmony, I wish to seek them out but; its not my job nor place to judge. Who am I to judge people when I myself am not what I define as lovley, or wonderous. Nonetheless I would love to have beautiful friends, whether they live in my land or another, whether they are gay or straight, ugly or georgous and fat or thin... If their nice to me, ill retuen that. ♥
You pulled into the drive way late. You say you had to work late. But yet I can tast him on your lips. I can smell him on your skin. I can see the sparkle in your eyes as if you feel in love for the first time. Why do I try to love you anymore when I know it is only going to lead to heart ache. Whenever we touch are you thinking about him? When we make love do you fantasize about him? Why do I try to bother when I know what we had a long time ago is lost in black heart that once loved you.
Quarter after five, Wednesday.
I want to thank you for giving me everything that I don't deserve. I know what and who I am, I have for a long time. I would list my faults, but no one has that amount of time; besides you are well versed with all of them. Even after having known them, you still stay.
You still love me.
Not being a religious man, a more merciless God would have given you a better choice. More love, more money, better job, more friends, more....all of the above, and everything I'm not. You are far better for me than the reverse. Why and how you have stayed, I cannot fathom.
It is hard to love, give love, and show love to one such as I. If most peopl...
I miss eating legit meals. I miss chilling in my dark room. I miss playing Rock Band with my dad and brother. I miss tutoring my niece. I miss having deep business talks with my mom. I miss trolling my sister. I miss home. Please take me back to the province.
Dizem escrever ser um dom.
Pode ser que estejam certo.
Mas não creio com total firmeza.
Minhas dúvidas me rodeiam, se escrevo é porque...
Escrevo apenas por me sentir liberta.
Por me dar a liberdade que em terra não encontro.
Talvez por me levar a um outro lugar que nem eu mesma sei descrever.
Escrever não é dom. Escrever é simplesmente transcrever palavras que já habitam em você. É apenas mudá-las de habitat.
Our eyes meet and I can see into your soul.
The love and kindness clear to to me.
We embrace, a warmth washes over me
Our lips touch and I feel electricity course thru my veins, your lips stealing my breath as we slowly part.
I feel your love as once again our eyes meet.
YOU I will love and cherish forever and always, till the end of our lives.
I'm yours forever...
The Selfish Act of a Poet
We poets are very selfish.
People look up to us.
They try to understand each piece we write,
Silently debating about hidden ideas within.
But, haven't they noticed, that we are greedy?
We write for our own enjoyment,
To release our pain.
To write down the confusion we have about the world that takes place around us so,
That we can better understand,
We write down our emotions,
And we strive to inspire ourselves,
We look deep within to find a master piece,
We unravel mysteries and give new conclusions,
We tell stories with the stoke of a pen,
Like a hurricane, we invade your mind and twist your emotions.
We are like professional liars, we use precise wording to pa...
Ser feliz siempre esta al alcance de nuestras manos... no importa cuanto cueste conseguirlo, sino disfrutarlo.
Recuerda que no todo no que brilla es oro, y que si vale la pena, no pienses en el camino, sino en la meta... manten tus ojos en ella.
As you know, I like to write. Yes, I know I do well, everyone tells me I should write more: a novel, a screenplay, whatever ... What they don't know is how hard it's to write. You face that blank page with the fear in your body and you don't know how to take it off. Even now, as I write this, I have fear.
Muhammad Ali said that if you are not courageous enough to take risks you will not accomplish anything in life. That's the problem. Maybe I don't know to take risks, even to a blank sheet. I'm afraid of being wrong, make mistakes even though I know I do things right. How to overcome that? Well, in my everyday life I think I've taken risks (I'm thinking of quitting my job to ...