Every girl is expected to have caucasian blue eyes, full Spanish lips, a classic button nose, hairless Asian skin with a California tan, a Jamaican dance hall butt, long Swedish legs, small Japanese feet, the abs of a lesbian gym owner, the hips of a nine-year-old boy, and the arms of Michelle Obama. The only person close to actually achieving this look is Kim Kardashian, who, as we know, was made by Russian scientists to sabotage our athletes. Everyone else is struggling.
LOL. I think you should look like YOU. It’s funny how we’re constantly trying to obtain society’s version of pretty.
Love is an accident waiting to happen, Desire is a stranger you think you know, Intimacy is a lie we tell ourselves, Truth is a game we play to win, Those who believe in love at first sight never stop looking.
I beg to differ. People place a mean face on love but, those who have found it, think otherwise.
Fireflies in the Garden -
Here come real stars to fill the upper skies,
And here on earth come emulating flies,
That though they never equal stars in size,
(And they were never really stars at heart)
Achieve at times a very star-like start.
Only, of course, they can’t sustain the part.
This poem’s magical.
God’s not interested in your pedigree, your degrees, titles, what’s in your bank account, how popular you are, your race, status quo, political views, your talents, or gifts, what you own or possess. No, HE is interested in YOU; the person. The real you, not the phony you or the you who wears the mask when others are around. No, He wants the YOU He created even with all your imperfections, messes, and failures. That’s why HE’S been pursuing YOU all these years. You think it’s all the other stuff that HE wants and needs. Not so! HE just wants the REAL YOU! Will the real You stand up and say, “Here I am Lord just as I am and all YOURS!
You have no idea how much I needed to hear this today so, I thought I’d share it with all of you.
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
I Carry Your Heart With Me E.E. Cummings
Love is not about a particular day, or about cards, flowers, or even being in a relationship. The illusion that coupled people are happy and well-loved can feed feelings of loneliness or isolation for people who aren’t with someone, and wish they were. Seeing the illusory nature of this holiday can be the first step in feeling better about being precisely who and where you are.
a belated but, profound Valentine’s Day quote.