thingswhen things go bad. its not fun. you feel out in the cold. like theres no-one to help you, rather like you're falling and cannot do anything, even worse, theres no-one to help you. no rope, no net to catch you. just helpless falling. its worse though, when you can see someone else falling away, away fron you, and you cannot help them. you cant put out a net. its either not possible or you just have to leave them too it. thats the worst. i hate leaving people to fall to their death. and all you can do is watch. just watch them fall, away, away.
LibraLibra8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Symbol: the Scales
Ruling Planet: Venus
Ruling House: Seventh House
Body Parts: kidneys
Date with destiny: Gemini, Aquarius
Run for the hills: Cancer, Capricorn
Where you glow: mediating
What makes you tick: charm
Fitness forecast: rowing
Play date: flying first class to Paris
Perfect jobs: beautician, personal shopper
Best accessory: a bottle of water
A sure thing: flirting
Pleasure: cooperation, fair play, conversation
Pain: disharmony, solitude, decision-making
Kindness: Your peaceful nature soothes those who suffer, while your willingness to work with others ensures the job will be done.
What's my line? Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
A Death in LiteratureHe didnt enjoy killing, or even violence in general; it disgusted him. It was something the world could do without entirely, and he wished more than anything that he could escape it. He knew, however, as we all know, one cannot escape violence in a world that lives for death. He didnt want, in any part of him, to kill another human being. Of course, that did not mean for even a second, that he wasnt going to do it.A Death in Literature10 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Purpose; generally, this is accepted as the one thing every human wants and needs. In our society, and our world, no person wishes to be seen as nothing, or negligible. People always do what they do for a reason; they are driven by purpose. This time, though, there would be no purpose, no answer to the why?. The act would defy general understanding, crashing reason into a metaphorical sea of confusion. He had no reason to do this; no reason at all. The choi
we are a sunrise.we are no more than a softly whispered if.we are a sunrise.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
we are smoke rings in the dark, soap bubbles on the lip of the water. we are bright eyes and shy fingers touching through the veil of introductions. we are racing side by side down separate book aisles, not calling out to one another but comforted in the echo of each others' pulse. we are strangers who aren't strange to one another at all, promises scrawled in folded pieces of paper, slipped under door cracks in the middle of the night.
possibilities are glowing iridescent between us, eyes overbright as we dance circles around one another. we're shoved into rooms filtered with sundust, lips praying as palms, fingers caught into oil-dark curls and tracing faintly dimpled cheeks. futures are unwound on the spin of a syllable, one second breaking everything we thought we knew about how our lives would go.
whole existences are leaping forward from the shadows with the power of a freight train, knocking out everything we've ever known to be
letters to me.dear five-year-old-me,letters to me.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
i hope you know that life is a gift. i hope that when you walk out on the back patio and see the hills and the deer and the creek you know that life is marvelous. i wish for you to run through the mud and roll around with your dog and climb up trees with bleeding knees. i hope for nothing more than for you to swing until your legs are tired from pumping and your hair is snarled in knots around your face.
and listen to me: i know it isnt always easy. i know that you cant eat american cheese because you were born with high-cholesterol, i know you have to share your room and your sister broke your favorite doll. and i know it hurts when they sell your horse, when your dog dies, when you move away from everything youve ever known.
but youre five, you're resilient.
life will continue to bless you.
i hope you know that you are beautiful. i hope that when you look in the mirror you dont lament over round c
AquariusAquarius8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Symbol: the Water Bearer
Ruling Planet: Saturn / Uranus
Ruling House: Eleventh House
Body Parts: ankles
Date with destiny: Gemini, Libra
Run for the hills: Taurus, Scorpio
Where you glow: in a picket line
What makes you tick: philanthropy
Fitness forecast: yoga
Play date: attending a technology fair
Perfect jobs: environmentalist, computer whiz
Best accessory: a time machine
A sure thing: being original
Destination: Costa Rica
Pleasure: innovation, originality, friends
Pain: conservatism, being categorized, emotional outbursts
Kindness: The humanitarian of the Zodiac, your forward-thinking mentality allows you to develop helpful strategies to cope with trying situations while moving forward in a positive direction.
What's my line? Think outside the box.
LeoLeo8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Symbol: the Lion
Ruling Planet: the Sun
Ruling House: Fifth House
Body Parts: heart, back
Date with destiny: Aries, Sagittarius
Run for the hills: Taurus, Scorpio
Where you glow: center stage
What makes you tick: leading
Fitness forecast: Tae-Bo
Play date: attending a movie premier
Perfect jobs: actor, cruise ship host
Best accessory: hairbrush
A sure thing: basking in the glow
Pleasure: daydreams, generosity, courage
Pain: keeping up appearances, losing, being bossed around
Kindness: Because of your generous nature, you give all that you have to help out in a crisis, and then some.
What's my line? There's no business like show business.
SagittariusSagittarius8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Symbol: the Archer
Ruling Planet: Jupiter
Ruling House: Ninth House
Body Parts: hips, thighs
Date with destiny: Aries, Leo
Run for the hills: Virgo, Pisces
Where you glow: globetrotting
What makes you tick: airplane tickets
Fitness forecast: archery
Play date: horseback riding
Perfect jobs: tour guide, park ranger
Best accessory: a backpack
A sure thing: being the class clown
Pleasure: travel, philosophy, optimism
Pain: responsibility, details, commitment
Kindness: In uncertain times, friends and strangers alike are moved by your unwavering optimism and ability to create new solutions to a problem.
What's my line? Don't fence me in.
instead of breathing.it's a quarter to three and twenty minutes past any hope for sleep tonight.instead of breathing.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
instead, i am singing to the walls and pulling the stars in to light up the corners in my room. instead, i am writing your name in cursive and whispering secrets in gaelic and pinning my heart to the ceiling because it reminds me that life is beautiful. instead, i am making lists of things i want to tell you, lists of a hundred and two different ways to breathe that still leave me breathless whenever you're around.
instead, i am thinking of things like:
how when you talk, you mold the air between your hands like you're painting a picture that only i can see. how when you listen, you go completely and absolutely still. how ice-blue eyes cut through whatever inhibitions hold me back. how lips curve in a way that beckon me out of hiding to wherever it is you are. how you can seamlessly switch the conversation from a discussion of the black-and-white greats to cowboy brawls. how calloused, scarred fingers can drum
i can't see the sky.i hate the word lonely.i can't see the sky.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
it dries out my mouth like i had tried to swallow tumbleweeds, it scratches the back of my throat like i'm trying to regurgitate memories from an empty stomach. it leaves me sitting in the middle of an empty room and wishing the ceiling would cave in because then at least i'd be able to watch the stars.
instead i'm just laying on top of the covers pretending to count them in the drywall and imagining what it would feel like to have your arm behind the curve in my neck. instead i'm closing my eyes and listening to the suction in my veins because i am hollow and caving in. i keep painting you with rich, lush adjectives, but you're just a cardboard pipe dream that falls flat and leaveleaveleaves me without air.
i keep spending my nights sketching your eyes on the ceiling, but i still can't see the moon.
and you know, i keep my hands busy during the day to ignore the faint shaking they do when i know they want to be holding yours. i keep my mouth talking to ignore t
AriesAries8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Symbol: the Ram
Ruling Planet: Mars
Ruling House: First House
Body Parts: head, face
Date with destiny: Leo, Sagittarius
Run for the hills: Cancer, Capricorn
Where you glow: pulling the strings
What makes you tick: excitement
Fitness forecast: tae kwon do
Play date: rock climbing
Perfect jobs: firefighter, aerobics instructor
Best accessory: hats
A sure thing: wearing red
Destination: Carneval in Rio
Pleasure: action, new beginnings, assertion
Pain: follow-up, sharing, losing
Kindness: Your courage to help and inspire others even when it's inconvenient or risky sets you apart.
What's my line? Get out of my way!
i never liked life until.i never liked numbers until i watched you do math.i never liked life until.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
and somehow between the derivatives and the way you made the calculations dance, i fell in love with the logical precision of how they added up, the poetry you weaved on graphs with a pencil behind your ear and a slow smile curling your lips. and when i sat on your lap, counted the kisses, multiplied the desire, divided the distance and subtracted the inhibitions, i decided i might be mathematically inclined after all.
i never liked roller coasters until you took me on one.
and somehow between the buckling down and the gripping your hand as the car shook forward, i fell in love with the stomach-dropping, jaw-aching beauty of letting go and finding yourself flying instead of falling. and when i looked over and saw your grin stretching your face and your quick laugh getting stolen by the wind, i decided that i might like losing control and free-falling after all.
i never liked the rain until you danced with me in it.
and somehow betw
good thing we're fools.I think I might love you.good thing we're fools.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
I think thats a stupid thing to say, why would you say something like that?
Because when you look at me my toes curl and my stomach flutters.
Is that a quote from a book?
No. I dont think so. I dont know. It all gets a little mixed up sometimes.
So you love me like they love in books.
Question or statement?
Question, then. And, yes. I love you like Scarlett loves Rhett, like Elizabeth loves Mr. Darcy, like-
Stop, just stop. Dont love me like that. What happens after the last page?
We continue on loving like happily-ever-forever.
No, wed drop off, we'd end. Love isnt static, it doesnt continue in a flat line. Who can carry the same tune for years? We rise, we fall, we bump arms and step on each others toes. Ill annoy you because I cant stand going to Chr
dreamers never dieWere sitting under black-lace clouds and kerosene-stars when you first say you love me.dreamers never die6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
I grab your hand, I press two lies against the palm, I touch your cheek, I say youre the most beautiful thing Ive ever seen. Except grass growing under my fingers. I say thats more beautiful than you.
Your eyes warm, you wrap an arm around my waist, you tell me I am oxygen bouncing against your lung-walls, sunshine pooling in your smile.
I dont have the heart to tell you I am black-infested-smokers-lungs.
I dont have the heart to tell you I am smiling without teeth.
I dont have the heart, I dont have the heart.
You write me letters on the back of my hand, you whisper me sonnets when were driving too fast.
You tell me that I am a bird, I call you a carcrash. You roll down the windows, you stick your fingers in the wind and smile.
You swear you can close your eyes and feel the people in front of us with your fingertips. Theyre laughin
i'll be your shooting star.You know how some people spend their entire lives waiting on someone?i'll be your shooting star.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Yeah, sure. I suppose.
I feel like Im there. When youre staring at the toaster waiting for it to pop, when youre glaring at the pot waiting for it to boil, when youre watching the sky waiting for the star to fall.
Who are you waiting on?
Im not sure to be honest. I dont know his name yet, but I know hes out there.
Whats he like?
Hell be tall because I want to be able to wear high-heels. Hell be smart because I dont want to dumb myself down when Im talking to him. Hell have a sense of humor so hell be able to laugh when I screw up. Hell probably be blonde because I read blondes are attracted to blondes. He wont be perfect but hell be perfect for me.
Sounds specific. Should we have try outs?
What? No. He isnt the
CancerCancer8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Symbol: the Crab
Ruling Planet: the Moon
Ruling House: Fourth House
Body Parts: breasts, digestion
Date with destiny: Scorpio, Pisces
Run for the hills: Aries, Libra
Where you glow: hosting a party
What makes you tick: nostalgia
Fitness forecast: swimming
Play date: redecorating
Perfect jobs: chef, nursery school teacher
Best accessory: hand-knitted scarf
A sure thing: best dish at the potluck
Pleasure: baking, comfort, children
Pain: snide remarks, forgetfulness, crab jokes
Kindness: Your sensitive, caring and sympathetic nature allows you to provide relief to those who seek comfort and support.
What's my line? Home is where the heart is.
dying to feel alive.we are the living.dying to feel alive.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
we are the revolutionaries finding adventures on the tip of our frost-bitten noses, the pirates braving the raging ocean, the radicals setting our veins on fire. we are the buccaneers stealing hearts and leaving names behind, the insurgents tearing apart continents and draining the mighty rivers.
we are the rebels causing riots in the middle of the streets, the mutineers screaming songs at the top of our lungs, the bandits writing poems in all caps or with none at all. we are the ones making rules just to break them, slashing paint across canvases and calling the wounds art, tearing up roses to plant wildflowers because we can't stand to see beauty so trimmed and refined.
we are the ones who believe in beauty that's raw and half-ugly, that's stumbling with scraped-up knees and chapped lips. we are the ones who believe in art that's vulnerable and shaken, that's hoarse and gritty, that's not polished and kept in a vault but covered in sand and strewn across foggy beac
hello, beautiful.these are the times i will always remember:hello, beautiful.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
walking through crowded coffee shops to see you sitting in the corner, steaming cups on the table and bright eyes lighting up the room. hellos tripping over my tongue, shy glances and bitten lips, toes curling in my shoes. hearing your baritone voice for the first time, tying my lips into knots as i fumbled over the introductions.
sitting on my bed, shaking the walls with laughter, your arms holding me close into the curve of your body. driving with the windows down while holding hands, the wind painting butterflies on my neck.
not knowing a thing about you but wanting to pick up the candle and explore. finding the most breathtaking mosaics on hidden walls, you taking my hand and laying it against your scars. your trust that i wouldn't break them open, promises sealed with virgin lips.
i will remember the anxiety and the fears and the wonder. i will remember the dreaming and doubt and finding answers that only birthed more questions. i will r
A Lonely FoolLets take a walk through the warmth of the night.A Lonely Fool12 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
So refreshing to be somewhere far away from home, somewhere strange and new.
Savoring eachothers company while we savor our cigarettes.
We have come to see the HOLLYWOOD sign on the hillside, but its nowhere to be seen.
No matter really, hard to care when you're already content.
Yet we did find something, we found eachother.
You asked me to kiss you, just for fun.
'Hey why not, it can't hurt.'
Never really expected anything to come of it.
Mutually agreeing that we didnt want involvement.
Nothing matches the comfort of merely sleeping with someone in your arms.
Good to have someone to hold, even as a friend.
It wasn't love, but it still hurt.
She sowed the seeds of discontent.
She showed me what I was missing.
What I could be experiencing.
What I could have been experiencing all this time.
What the comfort of love can be like if your lucky enough to catch it.
I didn't expect anything from her.
Its not her fault I let it affect me like it
you're not prince charming.Do you remember the first time we met?you're not prince charming.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Sure thing, it was that barbeque a few summers back. I was wearing jeans and you were wearing a stained skirt. Youd tripped over your shoelaces that youd forgotten to tie and knocked over the ketchup. How could I forget that graceful creature?
I remember that you were wearing a cornflower-blue shirt that matched your eyes and I only tripped because youd smiled at me. I still have that skirt somewhere. And I remember that you danced with your five-year-old cousin because shed asked. Ive never seen anything sweeter in my life.
I remember that, my back still hurts from bending down.
It was adorable. And then you came over and asked my name. Why?
You were standing in front of the steak. I came for the meat, you were just a bonus.
Always a romantic.
Im a walking Hallmark card.
But you still asked me to dance.
VirgoVirgo8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Symbol: the Virgin
Ruling Planet: Mercury
Ruling House: Sixth House
Body Parts: stomach, intestines
Date with destiny: Taurus, Capricorn
Run for the hills: Gemini, Sagittarius
Where you glow: crunching numbers
What makes you tick: efficiency
Fitness forecast: Pilates
Play date: cleaning up the neighborhood
Perfect jobs: copy editor, nurse
Best accessory: lint brush
A sure thing: perfect pleats
Pleasure: organization, routine, dedication
Pain: messiness, inefficiency, lateness
Kindness: You live to serve, and your quiet dedication speaks volumes to those who depend on your care.
What's my line? A stitch in time saves nine.
CapricornCapricorn8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Symbol: the Sea Goat
Ruling Planet: Saturn
Ruling House: Tenth House
Body Parts: skin, teeth, bones, knees
Keyword: SOCIAL STATUS
Date with destiny: Taurus, Virgo
Run for the hills: Aries, Libra
Where you glow: in charge
What makes you tick: hard work
Fitness forecast: golfing
Play date: dining at an exclusive restaurant
Perfect jobs: news anchor, anthropologist
Best accessory: personal digital assitant
A sure thing: managing a stock portfolio
Pleasure: patience, respect, success
Pain: disorganization, miscalculation, boredom
Kindness: Armed with dogged determination, you refuse to give up the fight for justice until everyone has been comforted and served.
What's my line? The one with the most toys wins.
TaurusTaurus8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Symbol: the Bull
Ruling Planet: Venus
Ruling House: Second House
Body Parts: neck, throat
Date with destiny: Virgo, Capricorn
Run for the hills: Leo, Aquarius
Where you glow: on the trading floor
What makes you tick: a Rolex
Fitness forecast: massage
Play date: test-driving that new BMW
Perfect jobs: stockbroker, bank manager
Best accessory: a scarf
A sure thing: tending an herb garden
Pleasure: luxury, beauty, chocolates
Pain: flexibility, low quality, being rushed
Kindness:Your solid, dependable, gentle nature makes you the rock that family and friends turn to during a crisis.
What's my line? Show me the money!
my little heart of mine.dear little heart of mine,my little heart of mine.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
i need you to be brave for me. i know you're trembling on wires and clacking against bird-bone ribs, but i need you to set your teeth and stiffen that upper lip. i know it's scary and we aren't getting any medals for courage any time soon, but i think if we both hold hands and close our eyes, we can get through this.
i need you to know though that this is probably going to hurt.
i'm not saying we'll be bleeding and gasping on the floor. i'm not saying we're going to lock the front gates and shut off the lights and fasten the shutters, but i can't lie to you and say we will be living in eternal sunshine. we won't.
we can't hide behind the wall forever though. if we want to get what we love to dream about, we're going to have to step in the frontline. we're going to have to brave the machine fire and remind ourselves that it's worth it. i promise you, it might be. it might be worth taking the bullet.
and it will be okay, because we aren't the type to simply bre
from moonrise to sunset.[breathe in.]from moonrise to sunset.6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
dream back to when the moon birthed us, back to when we were spit out in all of our silver glory. when we were ivory and gold, safe in the cocoon of what we thought was love. think back to when we were haloed in the precious aura of possibilities, protected by the thin film of what might be, what could be, the entire spectrum of what ifs.
[close your eyes.]
let the disappointment drip from your fingertips, let each individual failure slide from your slumped shoulders. swallow the bitter regret and let the disenchantment filter through your skin to disperse into the flickering lights of dusk. release the idea that love meant perfection, set free the notion that love was pearls and diamonds, ruby and jade.
realize that when our spines have disintegrated, when our words have dissolved, when the memories between us have eroded and turned to ash, we'll be no more than a faded photograph. you'll be the vinyl-eyed man who once looked like james dean and i'll be th