25MY BEST FRIEND AND I WHEN WE HAVEN’T SEEN EACH OTHER IN A WHILE
WE’RE JUST LIKE
Everything that comes out of his mouth just makes me laugh and love him all the more.
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Favorite Hark! A Vagrant comic ever. It is hanging up in my carrel.
BAHAHA!
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Harry Potter as a teen comedy…
This is great.
oh my wizard god
I blog this every time it pops up.
too good
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLZ!
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I’m sorry, but number one? Yes, just ask someone in your family to slave in the kitchen to bring you breakfast. As if you haven’t turned into a complete bridezilla by now, don’t worry you have officially stepped into the realm of unreasonable.
Now if they offer… it’s a different story, but why can’t everyone (or your separate families, or whatever the situation is) wake up and make breakfast together? Isn’t that the point of a wedding? Coming together?
Years ago I had a great therapist. Her name is Judi. She is a really special person and she was the start of a large transformation for me. I am forever indebted to her. I should call her more often to thank her and give her my love. Anyway, I mention her because I’ve been wondering why people…
What is love, baby don’t hurt me…
What does it mean to love someone? And furthermore, what does it mean to let them love you? I had a therapist for a while who helped me rediscover that I am very good at giving people love, but very bad at letting love happen to me, or receiving love, or however that works. I guess for that matter, how does that work?
Do you have to let it happen? Waiting for people around you to be as creepily attentive to your needs as you try to be for them? That would be a long and pointless wait. Or is it something that has to occur from the beginning… Or is it the friends you choose and then through a mutual system of checks and balances you give and receive love because… you feel motivated or obligated. Though perhaps when you feel obligated you’re not letting love in… or receiving it.
And how do you love someone, because I feel like that has a lot to do with how love comes back to you… right? Like if you’re at their beck and call, you might expect them to do that for you. Or if you’re super emotional and they always need help with their emotions or something.. then you would want them to help you figure out your emotions… but they probably wouldn’t be able to help.
Then what about this problem, what if you don’t know what they can do to help? Like some people need to be given a little motivation to know how to react or solve, but what if you have no bloomin’ idea.. Then your friends stop trying and desert you and you can’t even figure out what’s wrong still.
It’s a really tricky thing, love… I try hard to give love to people… but I always feel like I’m running out and I need time to love myself… because no one is doing it for me? Or maybe it’s because everyone just needs to love themselves… Maybe that’s the problem. I never take the time to love myself because I have no idea what that means and what I need…
All you need is love, whatever that is.
Alan Rickman reads Shakespeare’s Sonnet 130
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
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