my 9 week old puppy, princess poppy, spent the last 24 hours in ICU...but she is still happy.
that is inspiration <3 <3
Monday, March 29, 2010
inspiration
my 9 week old puppy, princess poppy, spent the last 24 hours in ICU...but she is still happy.
that is inspiration <3 <3
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
i dont mean to be rude
say hi to shit boring commercial hollywood look alikes
everybody wants to be someone else
what if someone else wanted to be you?
i like older ads
like this
everybody wants to be someone else
what if someone else wanted to be you?
i like older ads
like this
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
say hi to a new day
Positive thinking - New way of thinking.
Or so to say the normal way of thinking?
I am really lucky, and I do take my life for granted; although things havn’t been all as I wanted it to be, and some, actually many, experiences entangle themselves with emotions, draining my happiness away. I need to be patient, to untangle the nots that block my path, and smell the roses.. as they say.
I have an amazing family, my father, my mother, and my brother. I love them so much and I know they are and always will be there for me, no matter how far I fall. They are my friends, and they are the three people I will never, ever throw away., forget, or not ever need. I want them to be happy, because I love them and want the best possible. We have been through a lot together, and much more to come. I can rely on them.
I have someone in my life, that loves me unconditionally, who cares and puts up with every single flaw that I possess. My boyfriend, my best friend. My one friend that I trust and feel most comfortable around. He is actually the most amazing person in this whole world, along with my family.
4 very important people. That’s all I need.
I have friends, that make me laugh, help me, talk to me, listen to me, and enjoy me being me, for who I am, without judging, bitching, or backstabbing.
Sometimes friends become enemies, sometimes friends are the ones that break you heart, sometimes friends become the reason you feel so shit.
But shit happens, and we learn.
We forgive,
And we forget.
…Well I try
Everyday, I am going to wakeup and brush my teeth, have a shower, make myself feel good, eat a good breakfast, and make sure my outfit/outfits are planned the night before. I am going to find a quote, picture, or word that inspires me positively. And I am going to write it in my diary, and stick it on the wall.
New me, happy me, positive me, real me.
love always
<3
Or so to say the normal way of thinking?
I am really lucky, and I do take my life for granted; although things havn’t been all as I wanted it to be, and some, actually many, experiences entangle themselves with emotions, draining my happiness away. I need to be patient, to untangle the nots that block my path, and smell the roses.. as they say.
I have an amazing family, my father, my mother, and my brother. I love them so much and I know they are and always will be there for me, no matter how far I fall. They are my friends, and they are the three people I will never, ever throw away., forget, or not ever need. I want them to be happy, because I love them and want the best possible. We have been through a lot together, and much more to come. I can rely on them.
I have someone in my life, that loves me unconditionally, who cares and puts up with every single flaw that I possess. My boyfriend, my best friend. My one friend that I trust and feel most comfortable around. He is actually the most amazing person in this whole world, along with my family.
4 very important people. That’s all I need.
I have friends, that make me laugh, help me, talk to me, listen to me, and enjoy me being me, for who I am, without judging, bitching, or backstabbing.
Sometimes friends become enemies, sometimes friends are the ones that break you heart, sometimes friends become the reason you feel so shit.
But shit happens, and we learn.
We forgive,
And we forget.
…Well I try
Everyday, I am going to wakeup and brush my teeth, have a shower, make myself feel good, eat a good breakfast, and make sure my outfit/outfits are planned the night before. I am going to find a quote, picture, or word that inspires me positively. And I am going to write it in my diary, and stick it on the wall.
New me, happy me, positive me, real me.
love always
<3
hi insanity
“When one person suffers from delusion, it is called insanity. When many people suffer from delusion it is called religion.”
Robert M. Pirsig
Robert M. Pirsig
Monday, March 1, 2010
these girls
These girls.
Monday, February 22, 2010 @ 3:26 PM
These are the kind of girls who hang dream catchers above their beds, who eat pomegranates and read old history books for fun. These are the kind of girls who take pictures of their hands with disposable cameras and wallpaper their bathrooms with pretty roses. These girls sketch eyes and mouths and little drawings all over things, they look you right in the eye and almost through you when you speak to them. These girls camp out in their backyards for fun, they light candles everywhere and if you visit them at home they usually have all sorts of animals. Their wardrobes are filled with silk robes and bows and hats, they drink tall glasses of milk and snack on chocolate while they watch the sun rise. These are the kind of girls who ride bikes through the city to the cinema that plays old movies in the middle of the day. They watch “Breakfast At Tiffanys” or “Rosemarys Baby”. These are the kind of girls who are quiet in public. They were the kind of girls who put too many marshmallows in their hot choclate, and when the snow came down, lit the fire, and pretended to be in the North Pole. They would water color things they couldn’t see, and eat French Toast for lunch. These girls were the kind of girls who always believe in unicorns, they believed in the power of love and dreams. They were the kind of girls who gazed out of windows at bigger worlds, and rain made them think of faeries and tree houses. In the summer they read Jane Austen and listened to Fleetwood Mac while sipping hot tea. They told ghost stories under huge floral sheets, candles glowing below their faces. The spooky endings made them scream and laugh. They huddled together so they wouldn’t get too scared. These are the girls that didn’t need boys in their lives to achieve happiness.
http://mellaughlin25.blogspot.com/2010/02/these-girls.html
xx
Monday, February 22, 2010 @ 3:26 PM
These are the kind of girls who hang dream catchers above their beds, who eat pomegranates and read old history books for fun. These are the kind of girls who take pictures of their hands with disposable cameras and wallpaper their bathrooms with pretty roses. These girls sketch eyes and mouths and little drawings all over things, they look you right in the eye and almost through you when you speak to them. These girls camp out in their backyards for fun, they light candles everywhere and if you visit them at home they usually have all sorts of animals. Their wardrobes are filled with silk robes and bows and hats, they drink tall glasses of milk and snack on chocolate while they watch the sun rise. These are the kind of girls who ride bikes through the city to the cinema that plays old movies in the middle of the day. They watch “Breakfast At Tiffanys” or “Rosemarys Baby”. These are the kind of girls who are quiet in public. They were the kind of girls who put too many marshmallows in their hot choclate, and when the snow came down, lit the fire, and pretended to be in the North Pole. They would water color things they couldn’t see, and eat French Toast for lunch. These girls were the kind of girls who always believe in unicorns, they believed in the power of love and dreams. They were the kind of girls who gazed out of windows at bigger worlds, and rain made them think of faeries and tree houses. In the summer they read Jane Austen and listened to Fleetwood Mac while sipping hot tea. They told ghost stories under huge floral sheets, candles glowing below their faces. The spooky endings made them scream and laugh. They huddled together so they wouldn’t get too scared. These are the girls that didn’t need boys in their lives to achieve happiness.
http://mellaughlin25.blogspot.com/2010/02/these-girls.html
xx
heart of death
a lot of people who inspires me seem to be dead
i wish i could meet them for a day, without being scared of dead people, and afterlife, and being haunted, or followed by something i cannot see. im scared just typing this now, but it is all a thought.
i would love to hang out with carol jerrems for a day, and have her take my picture
i would love to meet my grandma, i miss her so much, but i have not met her before; she would have been just like my mum, kind heart , patience, and full of love. we need more people like this in the world. i am so lucky to have my mum, and my dad. i worry all the time that suddenly they will die and i will be left with nobody that i know will love me forever and i will miss them so much, just thinking about it makes my heart hurt so much. i love my mum and dad more then anything else that could possibly exsit, and i love andy too forever and ever
i wish i could meet them for a day, without being scared of dead people, and afterlife, and being haunted, or followed by something i cannot see. im scared just typing this now, but it is all a thought.
i would love to hang out with carol jerrems for a day, and have her take my picture
i would love to meet my grandma, i miss her so much, but i have not met her before; she would have been just like my mum, kind heart , patience, and full of love. we need more people like this in the world. i am so lucky to have my mum, and my dad. i worry all the time that suddenly they will die and i will be left with nobody that i know will love me forever and i will miss them so much, just thinking about it makes my heart hurt so much. i love my mum and dad more then anything else that could possibly exsit, and i love andy too forever and ever
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
today
is a very big day
no matter how shit things may be,
there is always glitter along the way !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WINDSOR SAY HI TO ANDY & ROZ !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
no matter how shit things may be,
there is always glitter along the way !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WINDSOR SAY HI TO ANDY & ROZ !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
the world
has gone crazy, or maybe it has always been like this? and getting older just makes you realise how much more fucked up it actually is? the sadness, the poverty, the injustice, the pain, the corruption, the illnesses, the list goes on
but in saying that, the world is so wonderful, and the tiniest things can put a smile on anyones face//the sun, the flowers, the kisses, the love, the family, the true friends, the joys, the thrills, the list goes on
so is the world shit? or is the world splendid? am i wasting my time staying on it?
i already accepted that i relate to nothing. but then sometimes i disagree with that thought. the more i gain the lonelier i could become. staying relative is hard. staying honest is hard. i feel like sometimes i am like a ghost. i have nothing but myself. and potential to me, is the question of will. sometimes i feel like i should, or even say, need to take my loneliness in another world. and i want to so bad at times, and the other times i think i am stupid for thinking any of these thoughts? i need to learn how to stop destroying myself, stop being hard on myself and be nice to myself. life needs balance in order to flourish. sometimes the price of attaining an objective is finding out that what has been lost is too fragile to be re-created.
no more running away from something or someone or myself
but is it just a state of mind?
i, sometimes, something, i, sometimes, maybe, maybe, loneliness, wonderful sometimes, myself, sometimes, i, maybe, something
fuck
but in saying that, the world is so wonderful, and the tiniest things can put a smile on anyones face//the sun, the flowers, the kisses, the love, the family, the true friends, the joys, the thrills, the list goes on
so is the world shit? or is the world splendid? am i wasting my time staying on it?
i already accepted that i relate to nothing. but then sometimes i disagree with that thought. the more i gain the lonelier i could become. staying relative is hard. staying honest is hard. i feel like sometimes i am like a ghost. i have nothing but myself. and potential to me, is the question of will. sometimes i feel like i should, or even say, need to take my loneliness in another world. and i want to so bad at times, and the other times i think i am stupid for thinking any of these thoughts? i need to learn how to stop destroying myself, stop being hard on myself and be nice to myself. life needs balance in order to flourish. sometimes the price of attaining an objective is finding out that what has been lost is too fragile to be re-created.
no more running away from something or someone or myself
but is it just a state of mind?
i, sometimes, something, i, sometimes, maybe, maybe, loneliness, wonderful sometimes, myself, sometimes, i, maybe, something
fuck
im sorry
I find shelter, in this way
Under cover, hide away
Can you hear, when I say?
I have never felt this way
Maybe I had said, something that was wrong
Can I make it better, with the lights turned on
Could I be, was I there?
It felt so crystal in the air
I still want to drown, whenever you leave
Please teach me gently, how to breathe
And I'll cross oceans, like never before
So you can feel the way I feel it too
And I'll mirror images back at you
So you can see the way I feel it too
Maybe I had said, something that was wrong
Can I make it better, with the lights turned on
Under cover, hide away
Can you hear, when I say?
I have never felt this way
Maybe I had said, something that was wrong
Can I make it better, with the lights turned on
Could I be, was I there?
It felt so crystal in the air
I still want to drown, whenever you leave
Please teach me gently, how to breathe
And I'll cross oceans, like never before
So you can feel the way I feel it too
And I'll mirror images back at you
So you can see the way I feel it too
Maybe I had said, something that was wrong
Can I make it better, with the lights turned on
Monday, January 11, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
_stop_complaining.
No one wants to hear it.
When you complain, you just anger others.
Complaining is always hurtful because it adds stress and pressure to an already problematic situation.
Others have a gut reaction to your complaining. It grates on their nerves. They want to shut you off and push you away.
Complainers are like childish passengers, continually whining, “Are we there yet?” They aggravate others by increasing stress and frustration and by creating distracting resentment that interferes with productivity.
It is no wonder that complaining makes you seem inadequate and damages your credibility.
People complain most about what they don’t want to do or feel they can’t do for themselves. So complaining also shows that you are not in charge and reveals your lack of patience and inability to act for yourself.
Complaining creates the wrong atmosphere for making a change.
It is better to ask a question couched in friendly and helpful terms such as, “Is there any way I can help?” Every complaint can be rephrased in this way.
If you complain when someone asks you to do something, it spoils the effect of doing what you’ve been asked.
When you complain, you are really protesting against your own powerlessness and helplessness.
The weaknesses you can’t face in yourself are what you complain about most in others.
When you complain, you just anger others.
Complaining is always hurtful because it adds stress and pressure to an already problematic situation.
Others have a gut reaction to your complaining. It grates on their nerves. They want to shut you off and push you away.
Complainers are like childish passengers, continually whining, “Are we there yet?” They aggravate others by increasing stress and frustration and by creating distracting resentment that interferes with productivity.
It is no wonder that complaining makes you seem inadequate and damages your credibility.
People complain most about what they don’t want to do or feel they can’t do for themselves. So complaining also shows that you are not in charge and reveals your lack of patience and inability to act for yourself.
Complaining creates the wrong atmosphere for making a change.
It is better to ask a question couched in friendly and helpful terms such as, “Is there any way I can help?” Every complaint can be rephrased in this way.
If you complain when someone asks you to do something, it spoils the effect of doing what you’ve been asked.
When you complain, you are really protesting against your own powerlessness and helplessness.
The weaknesses you can’t face in yourself are what you complain about most in others.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
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