If, for example, you told someone how much they meant to you and that they make you happy and a better person. Then, some time later, you say those same things to someone new. Does that make the original statement a lie, or have you as a person simply changed again and the truth is then circumstantial.
We can't judge solely on the present, nor can we judge solely on the past. There must be a healthy medium between good memories and pleasant tomorrows. I seem to seek out personal sorrow, like an emotional masochist. As far as faults go though, that really isn't too bad.
Have the courage to fail big and stick around, make 'em wonder why you are still smiling.
I don't do anything small, when I go for it, I go for it. I either succeed in an absolutely gorgeous and unforgettable way, or I fail, fail big. I have always had the courage to do this though, and I always stick around, even if I fail.
Yes, that is an exercise bike with a butcher knife attached to it. I find it a very humorous representation of how I feel sometimes. Even in the most dire of situations, I have to do it differently, be different. Go big and unexpected, give them something they've never seen before. Like a suicide bike.
I still have a few things floating out in the ether, things I tried and I honestly have no idea of the outcome. Someday soon I hope to figure all of that out. I hope figure out everything, find the answers I am looking for. I just can't help but worry because I know, everybody lies.
We often lie to spare feelings, I don't care about that though. Honesty and hurt is better than feeling good about a lie.
Wow, these posts have gotten really unorganized, but I told myself when I started this that I wouldn't fret over editing. This is an outlet, not another thing to fuel my incessant chase of perfection.
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