Quotes added on Thursday, May 19 2016

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I screwed up 81% of my teenage life

[] Kissed someone before dating
[x] Gotten a phone taken away at school
[x] Gotten caught chewing gum
[x] Gotten caught cheating on a test
Total so far: 3
[x] Arrived late to class more than 5 times
[x] Didn't do homework over 5 times
[x] Turned at least 2 projects in late
[x] Missed school just because you felt like it
[] Laughed so loud you got kicked out of class
Total so far: 7
[] Got your mum, dad, SISTER etc to get you out of school
[x] Text people during class
[x] Passed notes
[x] Threw stuff across the room
[x] Laughed at the teacher
Total so far: 11
[x] Took pictures during school hours
[x] Called someone during school hours
[x] Listened to iPod, CD, etc during school hours
Total so far: 14
[] Threw something at the teacher
[x] Went outside the classroom without permission
[x] Broke the dress code 
[x] Failed a class [most of them]
[x] Ate food during class
Total so far: 18
[x] Been called the worst student
[x] Punished on a school trip because you behaved badly
[x] Didn't take your stuff to school
[x] Given a teacher the finger when they weren't looking
Total so far: 22
[x] Faked your parents signature
[x] Slept in class
[x] Cursed at a teacher behind their back
[x] Copied homework
[x] Got in trouble with the principal/vice principal/dean 
[]Thrown food in the lunch room
Total so far: 27
Multiply by 3 for a total.
Post as "I have screwed up ...% of my teenage life
 
you're going to be okay, you know that right?
So come, come curl up into the nook of my neck. Feel my chest rise and ebb, my pulse slow and speed and stop. Lean into these bones, all of them yours. I want to rest with you here and preserve this moment. We will watch time swim on by without us. We will howl to the stars and sleep as the sun rises. I’d forgotten the good the right person can do, that I needn’t bear this weight on my own. Around you, I’m beginning to actually like who I am. And I don’t know how to express just how grateful I am for that. So, gather your breath, fall back into the bed, and let these hands show you instead.
— In Your Embrace, I Am Suddenly Awakened


An anthem for all the messy lovers,
for all the bleeding hopefuls
who somehow spin silk from the torn bits left behind,
can find beauty in the dirty parts, like scars and bruises.
Those strangers don’t understand how you do it,
you walk into the river and wash your hands of the
disappointment,
the prior hurt,
you cleanse yourself and make room to do it
all over again,
if you must,
if that’s how it will go.
Those strangers don’t understand how you do it,
so they’ll snicker and judge.
They’ll call you the fool for loving twice,
or three times,
four.
They’ll call your tenderness something else,
won’t see how luminescent it is.

I am sorry they mistook your kindness
for weakness,
Don’t they know?
It takes a strong heart to pump
all this blood,
all this trying,
all this willingness
to be open
when everyone around
is trying to force you closed.

You warrior with a purple heart.
You lover with a Grand Canyon of possibility.
There is so much space in you.
That’s a good thing.
That’s beautiful.

—Ari Eastman, An Anthem for Everyone Who Keeps Loving and Trusting No Matter What


 I wish I was a train because trains always 

know where they’re going. They know their way and they know their stops. They don’t stop at the wrong station and they don’t stop at stations that don’t have room for them. They always make sure that the station knows, that the station is ready and that the station is waiting for them.

A train doesn’t wait for late passengers or passengers who are not sure where they’re going. They only let passengers in who are on board, who booked a ticket, who know they have to be on that train to get to their destination.

A train doesn’t make excuses for confused or hesitant passengers; a train doesn’t care about those who can’t make up their minds.

A train just rolls into the darkness and doesn’t fear the obstacles on the way. It keeps going in one direction and it doesn’t turn back. It looks ahead and moves ahead and rarely looks at what it left behind. A train doesn’t really care about the pebbles on the tracks as long as it can keep moving and a train doesn’t care whether it’s night or day as long as it can see the road.

A train stops at all sorts of stations and learns to adjust along the way. It may not be the fanciest or nicest station but it’s part of the path and a train embraces all parts of the path; the good, the bad and the ugly. A train doesn’t wait for the perfect station, a train knows there is something to be picked up from each station that will make the road easier and less frightening.

A train doesn’t care about the weight of the cargo it’s transporting; heavy or light, it will just carry it and take it where it belongs; instead of worrying about the cargo, the train enjoys the scenery it passes through, the sunsets and sunrises it witnesses, the farms, the greenery and the beautiful land it looks at and the rainbows that penetrate the skies every now and then.

Because these moments make the ride worthwhile, they make it easier, they make it more meaningful and they make the train forget that it’s alone. Trains find beauty in isolation.

I wish I was a train because trains make people happy, they take them to see loved ones, they make it easier to connect with those far away and they give people something to look forward to. Trains bring loved ones together.

I wish I was a train because trains don’t stay in one station for too long; trains keep moving no matter how special one station was, if it’s time to go, a train just leaves. Trains always know when to leave. Trains always leave before it’s too late.

I wish I was a train because even when trains crash, they make the front page, even in their destruction, they still leave something for the world to talk about.

I hope you’re happy now, but I hope this not out of spite or passive aggressive ill-will. I hope you’re happy because it has finally become apparent to me how well-hidden real happiness can be, and how much searching you have left to find it.

It’s like when you’re looking for that one thing that you’ve misplaced, and you spend hours on end rummaging through your space just to find it, and by the time you’re done looking it looks like the earth turned upside-down, and you’ve found everything it is that you weren’t originally looking for. And then one day, when you’re not looking, when you’re not relentlessly searching from top to bottom, that one thing you’ve been looking for the entire time mysteriously appears.

When you were with me, I was the one thing you found that you weren’t originally looking for.

And when you found me, it was a nice surprise, but I wasn’t IT. I wasn’t that one thing you turned your world upside-down for, I was just something you found along the way. And I always felt like something was missing, and now I realize it’s because every moment we were together, you were looking for something else.

— I Hope You Found What You're Looking For




You have no responsibility to live up to what other people think you ought to accomplish. I have no responsibility to be like they expect me to be. It’s their mistake, not my failing.



 

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right in her life, had seven men
TO DO THE CHORES, 'CAUSE
that's not what a lady's for.
 
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