Monthly Archives: January 2013

What I believe.

I believe in taking care of yourself – mind, body and soul. I believe in being bold, and not just asking for what you want, but sometimes demanding it. The fear of rejection could always linger over your head. It’s up to you to decide to actively remove that fear yourself. I believe in holding on to something you care about for as long as humanly possible until it so clearly becomes a stressful burden. I believe in letting go, moving on to better things and fighting like hell to remember the past for its sweet memories rather than its bitter ones.

I believe in balancing a stressful day with a nice glass of wine. I believe in busting your ass at the gym so you can go home and eat a bowl of ice cream without feeling guilty. I place an importance on making sure people know how I truly feel about them. I think there’s an elegance about handling a situation with poise and grace rather than ignorance and brash immaturity. Beauty to me means being candid, humble about your accomplishments and unashamed of your flaws.

You may disagree with me on all of this. You may very well believe the exact opposite. But as long as you believe in something that you’re proud of and passionate about, the rest is irrelevant.

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What I love about people.

I found this on a Tumblr blog today. There was no author, but it nicely gets to the core of what I love about people. There are a million and a half other reasons why I fall in love with people, places, moments and experiences every single day. But this is a nice start:

I love unmade beds.I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.

There are reasons to fall in love every day. You just have to keep your eyes open.

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