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Friday, 03 April 2009

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    "I am nothing special; of this I am sure. I am a common man with common thoughts, and I’ve led a common life. But I have loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, this has always been enough."
    The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks

    Love is difficult to define; different people find different meanings of love because it can so easily be confused for other "love-like" feelings.  Love is the epitome of the human soul. It diverges all hate, lust, greed, and thereof to a single emotional entity and embodiment. It is unconditional respect. It is not possible to hate after love, because there is “no after love” because love is eternal.

     

    I don't want to be with him again. I have moved on, I’m not mad anymore. I still love him though.

    I have loved w/ all my heart... I’ve given my heart to someone, had it broken and thrown back at me... but I haven’t given up!

    I miss the head over heels, kiss me when I’m sad, tell me I’m beautiful love!

     

    I feel out of place though... I’d never loved like loved him... I don’t want to go into a relationship and not put my all in it.
    I'm finally happy again ^-^ I don’t want to mess it up.
    I’m scared of getting hurt again, but at the same time I’m scared of hurting the other person... and all at once I’m anxious to see what happens when I do open up to someone else.

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    All You Need Is Love { 3" CD }
    By The Beatles
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    "I am nothing special; of this I am sure. I am a common man with common thoughts, and I’ve led a common life. But I have loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, this has always been enough."
    The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks

    Love is difficult to define; different people find different meanings of love because it can so easily be confused for other "love-like" feelings.  Love is the epitome of the human soul. It diverges all hate, lust, greed, and thereof to a single emotional entity and embodiment. It is unconditional respect. It is not possible to hate after love, because there is “no after love” because love is eternal.

     

    I don't want to be with him again. I have moved on, I’m not mad anymore. I still love him though.

    I have loved w/ all my heart... I’ve given my heart to someone, had it broken and thrown back at me... but I haven’t given up!

    I miss the head over heels, kiss me when I’m sad, tell me I’m beautiful love!

     

    I feel out of place though... I’d never loved like loved him... I don’t want to go into a relationship and not put my all in it.
    I'm finally happy again ^-^ I don’t want to mess it up.
    I’m scared of getting hurt again, but at the same time I’m scared of hurting the other person... and all at once I’m anxious to see what happens when I do open up to someone else.

Thursday, 05 March 2009

Wednesday, 04 March 2009

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    Let It Be
    By The Beatles
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    Let it be

    So many times we wonder and question events, ours and other’s actions, even our own thoughts.

    I want to not over think things anymore. Just let them be. I am here, NOW, for a reason whatever reason it may be.

    Things will go wrong eventually, but all I can do is learn and move on. All I can do is let them be.

    There are so many broken hearted people pining over something lost, but what they don’t understand is that nothing is truly ours, that I never had him therefore I never lost him.

    Love is something that just happens. We all love something or someone at some point, it’s natural.  I’m gonna let it be… if it happens it happens. I’m not gonna push it or pull back, …I’ll just let it be.

    Sometimes we can’t help who leaves, sometimes it out of our control. All I can do is hope they repented and my God bless their souls because they’re gone and nothing I say or do will bring them back. I’m gonna let that be. I have to let it be.

    I’m still here. Day after day, fighting to survive, trying to keep sane, I should let it be.

    It doesn’t mean I stop caring, I still love and I still morn but I’m moving on. I’m letting happiness be.

    I’ve realized I’m the only one that’s been holding me back from life, but no more… I’m gonna let life be.

    "whisper words of wisdom, let it be"

Thursday, 26 February 2009

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    The Beatles - Help!
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    It takes a G

    I love this poem

    It takes a G
    I see you
    patrolling the block like vice with an attitude
    sucking down forties like they were water
    and selling dope like it was fast food
    parceling up private property you don't own
    a self-proclaimed ghetto prince
    a street corner is your throne
    you make babies and pimp ladies
    because you claiming mac
    and just in case someone gets in your face
    you keep a nine in the small of your back
    you start wars like car engines
    and label yourself a player because you think
    that you're badder than everyone else
    but in reality/you're not a factor/you're an actor
    who can only claim player
    because of the way you keep playin' yourself
    you're the low man on the totem pole
    done sold your soul/to make seven or eight figures
    for some drug lord
    while taking ninety-percent of the risk
    but if you're blood is spilled
    it's just another brother killed
    then your position is filled
    and if you live/then
    your reward is a hooker's cut of the profit
    pimpin' ain't easy
    but somebody's got to do it
    but wouldn't it be a shock
    if I put/your mother/your sister/your daughter/and/your woman
    on the block and kept them strung out on rock
    and everybody thought it was cool
    so I was continually getting joked
    and you were always getting jacked/for whatever you got
    I wonder if making a baby makes you a man
    or abandoning it makes you a mac
    I think it makes you a misguided misfit
    who managed to crawl out of the sewer
    who needs to be tarred, feathered
    hog tied and crucified/that's how I’m gonna do ya
    like b0000000000yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
    cause I can see right through you
    you can't hang with the big boys
    or play with the big toys
    so you come to the little land
    and try to be the big man
    but it's not until the big boys come to the little land
    that I comprehend you
    the only difference between you
    and the people you pimp
    is how much it costs to run up in you
    and I don't care if I offend you
    and here's an ironic message/I need to send you
    you probably want to know who I am
    but you wouldn't know me if I told you
    my life story and my name
    because it take g to know a g/and you can't see me
    because only game recognize game

    Credit to http://www.daboogieman216.com/poetry_g.html

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