UNABLE TO BE SUCCINT ENOUGH—OR AT ALL!

WHY CAN'T I JUST SAY WHAT IS IN MY HEART! (???)

The person inspires me to be better. The person never enthuses me to be negative, but, sadly, I often find myself reacting in such a destructive manner because I don’t like sharing my person's time with others. I don’t like hearing how others get to share my person’s time, laughter, and perhaps—love. This person I have come to adore. It is the person’s inner beauty that drives me mad; it makes me want to run to the person and just drop to my knees; to beg that I be the lone love of my person’s life. I ask too much; I know; I know; I know. These are mere words that clearly fall short of what I am trying to express to my person. I would jump off a cliff if it meant I could fully articulate what this person has come to mean to me—to my life. I know I fail in my sheer existence at times; exisitenlialism eludes me. I am just not good enough, somehow; I am but human. I am unable to fully express how I feel to my person; I fail so miserably in trying to get my person’s attention and love. I am a failure of epic proportions. As for my person’s outer beauty; WOW! Breathtaking. Other words would indubitably not do my person’s outer beauty any justice. My heart aches and races so rapidly at the thought of my person. My most favorite thing: My person’s love for words equals that of mine; perhaps, that is why the person managed to find the path to my heart—my world. But, my person is not really mine; that is just a part of life. It's the "one thing" I must accept; with which I must contend. I suppose . . . I will never fully be able to be succinct enough to tell my person my story. Oh, life!

  
IT'S NOT SUCH A BAD THING TO FALL IN LOVE WITH ME.
❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

THE HUGGERS GUIDE TO ROMANTIC OBLIVION!

Thanks to my awesome friend at WordPress:

~ Hey Girl Loves Sacramento ~

For the brilliant inspiration!

    

NOT ABOUT RIGHT OR WRONG OR WHO SHOULD MAKE THE FIRST MOVE! I JUST NEED TO FIX THIS!

PLEASE JUST HELP ME HEAL!

 MISSING YOU MAKES MY HEAD SPIN.

BUT, YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHY;

THAT'S THE PART THAT HURTS.

SILENCE PAVES THE WAY FOR THE SHACKLES.

I WAS SO WRONG.
MY HEART TEARS MORE!

SOMEONE AWESOME TOTALLY INSPIRED THIS: THANKS!

 ...I am but a mere mortal made of flesh. Often mortally wounded beyond
     recognition. Those who knew me will not miss the harshness that was me.
     As for me, I will miss everyone who took time, in vain as it turns out,
     tending to my soul; trying to mend what was left of my humanity!

WICKEDLY AWESOME: MICHAEL KIWANUKA's WORK IS BEAUTIFULLY HAUNTING!

SHE HELPED ME: SHE DIED TOO SOON AND NEVER KNEW HOW MUCH SHE HELPED ME! ☹

 She somehow saw the essence of the brutally trapped sorrow that haunted me—mostly at night.

Gently, she helped release me of the pain;  

Then, just like that, she was gone.  

I shared with her my many experiences of missing my Mom;

She listened with great care and compassion;  

I was so excited and honored.

 I reached out to her, just one more time—one more thing to share;

She did not reply.

She could not reply.

 Instead, she went Home to explain to my Mom, firsthand,
 My lingering thoughts; So full of poignancy.

Protected thoughts, which explicitly explained the melancholy of love lost.  

She would forever be unable to reply!  

I NOW MUST MISS THEM BOTH!

BUT, I LEARNED MUCH FROM HER--TO ALLOW MYSELF TO HEAL!
SHE CONTINUES TO HELP ME!

THEORIZING: JUSTIFICATION OF THE A$$HOLES!

Theories:

taking a lot of the bullshit you’ve

seen and  

lived

 through life’S MANY DROLE LESSONS

Then making it try to make sense

In order to justify why  people
      are

      assholes!

Ed Sheeran: "Shape Of You"

a nuclear family would W…I CAN'T QUIT Y☹U!♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥☹♥♥♥☹♥♥♥☹♥♥♥☹♥♥♥☹♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

♪♫♬♪♬♫♪♪♫♬♪♬♫♪♪♫♬♪♬♫♪

I DON'T KN☹W WHAT TO DO??? ♪♫♬♪♬♫♪♪♫♬♪♬♫♪♪♫♬♪♬♫♪

💔💔💔☹💔💔💔☹💔💔💔☹💔💔💔☹💔💔💔☹💔💔💔

♪♫♬♪♬♫♪♪♫♬☹♪☹♬♫♪♪♫♬♪♬♫♪

-- I'M IN LOVE WITH THE SHAPE OF Y☹U --

I’m in love with the shape of you  

We push and pull like a magnet do  

Although my heart is falling too 

I’m in love with your body  

Last night you were in my room  

And now my bed sheets smell like you 

Every day discovering something brand new  

I’m in love with your body 

SELF-INDULGENCE POST: TOOTHPASTE WORDS

Toothpaste Words

I read an article not long ago that referenced the term, “toothpaste words.” This is not a new idea; in fact, it has been around for decades. I would suffice it to say that it probably started in the 50s or 60s. The term sounds like something a nuclear family would use.

ANYHOW…

“Toothpaste words” are words that one spews in a fit of anger; they are words that, much like toothpaste, can never be taken back (never be placed back in the tube)..

SO…

I thought long and hard regarding the many, too many, unfortunate times that I have allowed spiteful words to leave my mouth. In a fit of anger, I have too often allowed myself to lose control of my temper and my words. Expletives and harsh words would flow from my mouth much too freely, like, well, the toothpaste as it leaves the tube. Much like the toothpaste, my words can never be taken back or reinserted into my mouth. I know I caused a lot of hurt and harm. To those whom I have caused any amount of detriment to because of my hurtful use of words, I apologize. The tube is sealed; the estuary that is my mouth is no longer allowed to emit negativity; destruction can never flow from my mouth ever  again.