“You followed me around and picked my heart up off the ground
You made me wanna be a better me, and then you turned your back
As if our time was all an act, I guess there’s nothing left for me to see”—H20
I’m boycotting valentines day again this year, and not because I’m single but because you shouldn’t need a special day to show the person that you love that you love them, you should show them, tell them, and make them feel loved on a daily basis. If you don’t one day they may look back a realize this and leave, Don’t wait for valentines day or that “perfect moment” let them know now and often, and don’t miss your chance. If you truly love someone and show it to them Valentines day is just like every other day.
If you are further interested of my opinion on Valentines day feel free to re-read my posts from last year
This is a good time of year for self reflection, something I always try to avoid as it is. there are a lot of things I’ve realized about myself, silly things that you just think about. for Instance I can and have fallen asleep standing, and yes in the last month too. I almost never look in a mirror before I leave the house (which explains a lot). I almost never finish anything I start, and on that same note I have a tendency to blame everyone else for my failures (very often they aren’t my failures to begin with) . I give way to many people second chances (people who don’t deserve them), and trust people I shouldn’t. I go to a lot of shows but then just complain about the overall experience of it (like most experiences in my life). I think I think too much, A statement I’ve said before, and I’ll probably say another thousand times in my life. I am always frustrated that nothing ever changes and when it does I don’t want it to. I just can’t take how nothing ever happens (and become quite conflicted when confronted), maybe I’m just not ready to make things happen, but nothing happens by itself. will all this self reflection change anything?,… Probably not (also I like to put ,…. in everything). I’ve also realized my heroes are people I’ve already met, People I know, knew, grew up with, loved, and lost, They are the ones who had always been there, and stood by me when no on else would.
“I lost my voice, and then my mind.
I wrote a book of all my thoughts
that could take me from my life.
I had to fight to stay alive,
because if I make it through the night
then I just swear I could survive.
So where’s your head,
and all your heart?
I’ve got a plan to make this work,
but I can’t bring myself to try.
I’ll take this slow. I’ll make you move.
I know you can hear me screaming because it’s all I ever do.”—The Dangerous Summer