Today I realized that we have never fully seen ourselves in person, when you look at yourself you only see your body, not your face. Not the quirks in your smile or the way your nose scrunches up when you laugh… we have only have scene our own reflection… I wonder what we would think of ourselves if we could actually see ourselves.


This is actually a much more accurate representation of love than a photo of two people kissing could ever hope to be.


Time to Write.

I have always been told I feel to much. Not physically but emotionally, I’m more enveloped in people that others are in me. I get close to people very quickly, and it has come to bit me in the ass a couple times. I ask myself why I let this happen, why I can’t be like everyone else and then I realized that if I didn’t feel this all, first off I wouldn’t be true to who I actually am and second, I’ve lived such a beautiful, loving life… even in my darkest moments where everyone and everything around me crumbled to pieces and I laid in the dark grabbing at myself and crying. I know what pain is. I know for sure what love is. I know what I want and need in relationships, intimate and not and most of all, I’ve experienced life. And that is more than so many other people can say. 


When I was in the hospital
I was roomed with a schizophrenic
And she was the most gentle person I have ever met
There was a boy with a long deep slit across his neck
Who told very funny jokes
A girl who never spoke a word
Would draw the most beautiful pictures
The boy who shook with anxiety
Could hold the most intelligent conversations
Even the girl who screamed in her sleep and picked at her skin
Had a heart the size of the ocean
We are not who you think we are

Today is the youngest you will ever be in your life.

Think about that.. embrace each day.