It Never Ends.

I don't think we ever stop loving someone.

That love may change, 

& over time it may not be the same type of love,

 but I don't believe it simply goes away.

 It doesn't matter how many times someone disappoints you,

 or breaks your heart into a million pieces.

you still care.

& that love is still there.

[I've said it before but..] 

 The greatest act of love is sacrafice.

We've all done it.

It's when you shed a tear and let him go,

even though he's the only one you want.

It's watching him fall in love with someone new, and having the courage to tell him

 you're happy for him.

 And it's because when you love someone,

 you set your selfish desires aside

 & all that matters

 is that they live happily ever after,

even if it's not with you.

 So don't be scared that you are still in love with someone,
[I know I'm not]

 because it's normal

 & it shows that you are capable of something deeper and more meaningful.

& because love...

never ends

A State of Vulnerability

I'm weird with relationships. I think I know what I want, and then I run. I think I run because I'm scared, scared that I might get hurt again. Or maybe I just haven't found someone I know is worth hurting for. I guess I am the way I am for a lot of reasons, and maybe most of them I'll never know but I do know I'm afraid of love. I am. I'm the type that likes things that are concrete, like the ocean, something you could point to and know what it is. I think that's why I struggle with love. I can't touch it. I can't hold on to it and make sure it never changes. So why keep searching for love?? I guess it's the possibility of love that keeps me going, not the guarantee. People (including myself) have this idea that love is supposed to last forever. But love isn’t like that. It’s a free-flowing energy that comes and goes when it pleases. Sometimes, it stays for life; other times it stays for a second, a day, a month, or a year. So i guess i can't fear love when it comes, simply because it makes me vulnerable. I'll just be glad we I have the opportunity to experience it.

You Don't Need To Know

7 Things you don't need to know.

[only cause i love you tiff xo.]

1.  I'm not the kind of girl guys fall in love with. Guys already have the attention span of a guppy but when it comes to me, it's even shorter. I swear they are only interested for like a week and then they are completely over it. It's extremely frustrating.

2. If this wasn't already very apparent, I'm a food whore. I day dream about it, and crave it all day long. Nothing makes me happier then a big plate of food. Ahhh I'm in love.

3.  I'm a massive clean freak. My friends all know this but I absolutely hate dirt and messes. Call me OCD but seriously nothing is worse then a nasty bathroom of hair and junk, or a trashy room with stuff scattered every where.

4. I scrapbook. Yep, I just admitted it. I have for years now, and it's become quite an addiction. I document every moment of my life, and scrapbook it. Funny right. Now you know why I have a million picture on facebook. =]

5. I'm terrified of snakes. I like to think that I'm a pretty tough girl, but when it comes to snakes, if one gets even remotely close to me I'll cry. When I was eight my older sister thought it would be funny to throw a snake in on my bed while I was play barbie's. It scarred me for life.

6. I over anaylze everything. This is fairly typical of most girls but I swear I was born a worrier. I'm always so concerned of others feelings and I spend way too much time trying to make a situation perfect. I suppose it's a blessing and a curse.  

7. If you've read my blog you know this. I'm the biggest hopeless romantic. Call me crazy but I still believe in love. There's just something comforting knowing that you can find someone that will love you at your worst and hold you at your weakest. Love is beautiful, endearing, and absolutely exhausting, but strangely it's worth it. I'm a sucker for stuff like that.

Don't Forget to Fly

It's been a good minute since I've blogged, and I've felt that void in my life.
But once again I'm back rattling on about my thoughts and observations.
And lately I've come to doubt a lot of things in my life.
When those doubts pop into mind, I'm suddenly jealous of my former self.
Jealous of the time when I knew what I wanted and the world made sense.
Wasn't it beautiful when you believed in everything

When fairytales were real and dreams came true.
When your biggest worry was who to tag at recess.
Back when life was simple

I want to believe again.
in a life worth living
in a true friendship worth keeping
&
in a love worth striving for.

I want to believe that on a planet of nearly 7 billion people, there is someone else who sees the world in the beautiful way I do.

So I'm learning how to believe in things again. And I have to remind myself often, because life wants me forget and give up.

So...  

I believe in the power of believing.
 I believe in fairy tales for what they can teach us about real life.
 I believe in happy endings, and believe they don’t always happen.
I believe in things that give us the courage and strength to continue on.
I believe it when someone says "you’re beautiful".
I believe that everyone deserves to be happy.
I believe that things happen for a reason and people come into your life, to not always stay, but to prepare you and make you into the person you're meant to be. 
I believe that we have choices and that we can choose wisely.
I believe that love exists.
I believe in my own intuition.
I believe that we are capable of doing so much more with our life than we're doing.
I believe that there is magic in the world.

But above all, I believe in myself.