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Monday, August 6, 2012

Tell Me What We're Gonna Do Now

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Evanescence - Good Enough

Nickelback - Animals

resurrection

There is , on occasion, the chance to relive a part of your life. It's not always the part you thought, the part you saw coming. You may have glimpsed it on occasion, you may have thought of it fondly from time to time, but it never entered into a thought of reality. Then, one day it you stumbled upon the courage to see it through, to see if it could be resurected from the tomb it had been so buried long ago. It is then you start to feel alive, to feel that passion you thought you had lost. You start to feel like you again.

Quote of the day

There's a reason I said I'd be happy alone. It wasn't 'cause I thought I'd be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It's easier to be alone, because what if you learn that you need love and you don't have it? What if you like it and lean on it? What if you shape your life around it and then it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage. It's like dying. The only difference is death ends. This? It could go on forever Greys Antamoy season 7

Monday, July 23, 2012

My "help" quote that I send with the boys.

"Every day you're not dead in the ground, when you wake up in the morning, you're gonna have to make some decisions. Got to ask yourself this question: "Am I gonna believe all them bad things them fools say about me today?" You hear me today? "Am I gonna believe all them bad things them fools say about me today? You hear me today?" All right? As for your mama, she didn't pick her life. It picked her. But you, you're gonna do something big with yours. You wait and see." Each day I speak to my children at night individually , quietly. I try to tell them each something that they will remember when I am gone. That they can look back on and say " my mom loved me". We are not here forever, we must instill the bond so that even when gone, they feel that love wrapped around them as tight as if we were standing there.

Matthew Sweet "Sick of Myself"