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June 6th, 2007
09:42 am - Note to Self... Do not have secret relationships with people.
It's crap.
Especially when they are on tour for 6 weeks. That some real shit.
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May 18th, 2007
08:58 am - Love... what a concept...
The concept of love is not amenable to one definition. It is the subject of considerable debate, enduring speculation, and thoughtful introspection.
In ordinary use, love usually refers to interpersonal love, an experience felt by a person for another person. Love often involves caring for or identifying with a person. Love should be the greatest proportion on selflessness, in that one only wants one thing, and that is for another being to be happy, and the one in love will do anything to fulfill this wish.
There is narcissism, which is said to be hereditary and that this "self love" can be with you from birth.
I am trying to find the balance between the two, because what you want could be different than what the other wants. But does that make it wrong to love?
The Bible says love is a set of attitudes and actions that are far broader than the concept of love as an emotional attachment. Love is a set of behaviours that we are told to act out. One must not just to love one's partner, or even one's friends but also to love one's enemies.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.
Im over looks. I hate how society has put this cover over women's eyes to think they have to be something else to be someone that people will like. Your decisions are your own, not to be made by anyone but you. Especially in love, your feelings should not coincide with anyone else's feelings about what you feel in your heart. Who cares about drama and everything that people say.
Love is reality, of which we, moving through time, imperfectly interpreting ourselves as an isolated part.
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December 22nd, 2004
04:18 am - hi
well i am alive... and well i don't really come around here often, i guess that it reminds me of what once was. which is beautiful... but that was then, so many things have changed... i in a way am a completely different person, so much has gone by... i have lost some companions on the way... i miss them.
Last week was my birthday and it wasn't half that bad, i haven't had that good of a birthday in about, oh 5 years. People remembered! We're talking people i never would've have known/remember did. oh jeez, i had to work all day by myself but i had visitors all day, aw and i got beautiful flowers, coco pie ... All i need to survive.
Today i broke it off with a guy i was sorta/kinda seeing, we never went offical and it was almost an opened relationship.... but in reality it was just a good friendship... he's so simi valley, but he's actually a cool guy, but i can't give him all he wants, we are both in two completly different stages in our lives, he wants to settle, but i could not be with someone and not give a hundred percent. NO, i won't do that again... in a sense it had to end... i got watery eyed when we talked, and i told him i would never be his girl... mostly because i am scared that i lost a good friend, He's taught me so much... He taught me how to cuddle... Also he showed me that it was ok to be opened, i put my guards down, he got to know all of Suz. (more than the average). I got to know how it felt to be taken care of... so many things. And i thank him for all of that.
I am a very private person few people know all of me...
2004 was... so many things. i have experienced so many emotions happiness, sadness, excitement, loneliness, confusion, lust, infatuation, anger, disappointment, list goes on. But regret or bitterness are to things that don't go on the list
I have grown as a person in so many ways, i've won and lost and i apprecitate the loses more than the wins...
Suz
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May 28th, 2004
April 19th, 2004
04:15 pm - i LOVE this song Hold her in your fight hand And guide her safely home Brush away all the thorns And all the stones
You're my angel without wings You're my angel without wings You're my angel My angel, my angel
Hold her in your fight hand And guide her safely home Brush away all the thorns And all the stones
When I was crying you never left my side When I was dying you never left my side You're always, always there for me
You're my angel without wings You're my angel without wings You were always there for me You were always without wings You're my angel without wings You're my angel without wings You're my angel My angel, my angel
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April 15th, 2004
12:54 pm - Mexicans are ALWAYS late Side note: whatever time i say i will be there/ready at multiple by 2 and that is the real time i will be ready by.
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