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Don't be so quick to judge me, You only see what I choose to
Don't be so quick to judge me,
You only see what I choose to show.
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posted July 23, 2010 at 2:30pm EDT tagged with
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at some point you have to realize that he doesn't care, & maybe you're missing out on someone who does ... [ ♥ ]
remember all those times i swore i needed you? well, consider them lies. because baby, here i am without you & i survived. -Lil Wayne
Picture this. Ten years from now, you’re sitting in a big house, all white picket fence and porch swings. Ten years ago you swore you’d be living in a big city with her by your side but something happened along the way and you watched as those plans disintegrated in the palms of your hands. You watch the sunrise and you watch the sunset and you wonder if she’s somewhere on the other side of the planet like she promised. “I gotta get out of here,” she said, “it doesn’t matter how I do it or where I go, I’m getting out.” Picture this. Twenty years from now, you find your first grey hair. You dutifully have that middle aged panic attack that everyone seems obliged to have and you screw up your eyes and pull it out. Your life is pretty steady now: good, calm, like you’ve finally figured things out. “I’m getting old,” you grumble. And somewhere, at the back of your mind, you wonder if she’s getting old too. Picture this. Fifty years from now your hair is like snow (if you have any, that is). Your walking stick is your new best friend and memories seem to flit in and out of your head like clouds in the sky. Most days you can’t remember what you had for breakfast or what you’ll have for tea, and some days it’s beginning to hurt to breathe. It’s on these occasions, when your chest is heavy and you have to sit down, that you remember her. You think how true it is that you don’t forget the people you loved when you were young. You may not remember yesterday’s weather but you remember the fifty year old summer breeze and complaining about her hair in your face. “I wonder if she’s happy,” you say, and people mistake it for mindless rambling. “I hope she found what she was looking for.”
I’ve got quite a vivid imagination and I’m easily overwhelmed by sensations and things that are beautiful or scary. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a ghost; I think I’m probably haunted by my own ghosts rather than real ones.
Format by destabilise. That's what happens when you don't know who you are yet: you let someone else decide for you.
Having self-love is like nurturing a plant. If you don't take the time to water it, if you start to skip days and get distracted, it will die.
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