I am a dreamer. I know so little of real life that I just can’t help re-living such moments as these in my dreams, for such moments are something I have very rarely experienced. I am going to dream about you the whole night, the whole week, the whole year. I feel I know you so well that I couldn’t have known you better if we’d been friends for twenty years. You won’t fail me, will you? Only two minutes, and you’ve made me happy forever. Yes, happy. Who knows, perhaps you’ve reconciled me with myself, resolved all my doubts.
Life changes every minute of every day. You lose friends. You gain friends. You realise your friend wasn’t ever really your friend, and that person you used to hate can make a really good friend. You look for love. You find love. You lose love. You realise all along that you’ve been loved. You laugh. You cry. You laugh so hard that you cry. You do this, you do that. You really wish you hadn’t done that. You then learn from that and are glad that you did. You have your ups. You have you downs. You see good movies. You see bad movies. You wonder if your lief is just one big movie. You look at others and wish you were them. you then realise who they are and are glad that you’re you. You love life. You hate life. In the end you just find yourself happy to be living life, no matter what’s thrown at you.
I am incredibly awkward and negative. I get attached easily, and I hold on for too long. I don’t like opening up to people. Most five year old children can express their feelings better than me. I hide behind my fake smiles. I’m probably one of the most difficult people you will ever meet. But I can be sweet. I’m a great listener. I’ll guard your secrets with my life. I will never judge you based on your mistakes, and i’ll love you as much as I can. I can be, if you let me, one of the best things in your life.
“I wanna make you smile, Whenever you’re sad. Carry you around when your arthritis is bad. All I wanna do, Is grow old with you. I’ll get you medicine, When your tummy aches. Build you a fire if the furnace breaks. Oh it could be so nice, Growin’ old with you. I’ll miss you, kiss you, Give you my coat when you are cold. Need you, feed you. Even let you hold the remote control. So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink. Put you to bed when you’ve had too much to drink. Oh I could be the man, Who grows old with you. I wanna grow old with you.”—Adam Sandler
Do you ever have the inability to stop thinking about something that mildly upsets you? No matter what you’re doing, who you’re with, or what mood you’re actually in, the thing will cross your mind and your eyes burn, and suddenly you hate yourself for letting your mind wander.
if anything matters then everything matters, because you are important, everything you do is important. every time you forgive, the universe changes; every time you reach out and touch a heart or a life, the world changes; with every kindness and service, seen or unseen, my purposes are accomplished and nothing will be the same again.
Toast the bread. Not too long, though! Just a very light toasting. And then take it out, spread Nutella on it (it’ll melt quickly), put the two slides together and BAM! You have a tasty toasted sandwich. I made this discovery on accident.
Is Nutella beyond the borders of hipster now or…?
i like to eat it with a spoon too…..or a crepe, now i want me one…