take me away.

I said I wanna touch the earth. I wanna break it in my hands. I wanna grow something wild and unruly. I wanna sleep on the hard ground. In the comfort of your arms. On a pillow of bluebonnets. In a blanket made of stars 
Oh it sounds good to me
Cowboy take me away. Fly this girl as high as you can. Into the wild blue. Set me free, oh, I pray. Closer to heaven above. And closer to you closer to you. I wanna walk and not run. I wanna skip and not fall. I wanna look at the horizon. And not see a building standing tall.
I wanna be the only one
For miles and miles
Except for maybe you and
Your simple smile
 Oh it sounds good to me. Yes it sounds so good to me.
Cowboy take me away. Fly this girl as high as you can. Into the wild blue. Set me free oh I pray. Closer to Heaven above and, Closer to you closer to you.

it's a beautiful thing when you love somebody. . .

    and i love somebody

people don't dance no more.
what?

they just stand there like this.
uh-huh.

they cross their arms and stare you down and drink, and moan, and diss.
that's right.

So I was sitting there in the bar and this guy comes up to me and he said "My life stinks" and I saw his gold credit card and I saw the way he was looking at people across the room and I looked at his face and you know, what a good looking face, and I just said,







"Dude, your perspective on life sucks".



He's got looks that books take pages to tell
He's got a face to make you fall on your knees
He's got money in the bank to thank and I guess
You could think he's livin' at ease

Like lovers on the open shore -- What's the matter?
When you're sitting there with so much more --What's the matter?
While you're wondering what the hell to be
Are you wishing you were ugly like me?

It won't be long yeah
'Til I belong to you.

Every night when everybody has fun,
Here am I sitting all on my own,

It won't be long yeah
'Til I belong to you.

Since you left me I'm so alone,
Now you're coming, you're coming on home,
I'll be good like I know I should,
You're coming home, you're coming home.

Every night the tears come down from my eyes,
Every day I've done nothing but cry.

It won't be long yeah, yeah, yeah
'Til I belong to you.

I see your eyes
In my mind
But the moment fades
Slips away
And when I wake
I curse the day
When I torch the sky
See it falling in flames
I'd burn up to see you again

I'd carve out my lungs and it's all just to see you again
I'm sick in my gut from the poison I drank to forget

And since you've gone
I can't forget
When I didn't say
That it's much too late
I feel you here
In my heart
But sometimes I fall
I'm gonna crawl in the dark

I'm trapped in my withering skin
To rot and remember the dead

I'll dig my grave
And wait here for you until the end

You leave me empty inside I'm trying to hold on

what's meant to be will always find a way. . .

I was afraid to be alone

Now I'm scared that's how I like to be

“ As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.

JFK

via papertissue

no one can make you feel inferior without your consent.

-eleanor roosevelt

weathering storms with optimism. . .


“There are cycles of good and bad times, ups and downs, periods of joy and sadness, and times of plenty as well as scarcity. When our lives turn in an unanticipated and undesirable direction, sometimes we experience stress and anxiety. One of the challenges of this mortal experience is to not allow the stresses and strains of life to get the better of us—to endure the varied seasons of life while remaining positive, even optimistic. Perhaps when difficulties and challenges strike, we should have these hopeful words of Robert Browning etched in our minds: 'The best is yet to be'



("Rabbi Ben Ezra," in Charles W. Eliot, ed., The Harvard Classics, 50 vols. [1909–10], 42:1103).”



L. Tom Perry

you know, i love you so.

"The way you make me feel is indescribable. I haven't heard your voice in days, yet i can hear you in my head still constantly telling me that i'm beautiful. I miss your scent on my clothes, your smile, the way we used to always kiss in the car when we were stopped at a red light. I feel empty without you here, but i know that you are really still here with me...you're in my heart."

The culture we have does not make people feel good about themselves. And you have to be strong enough to say if the culture doesn't work, don't buy it.

{morrie}

technologic

Buy it, use it, break it, fix it, Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it, Charge it, pawn it, zoom it, press it, Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,Write it, cut it, paste it, save it, Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it, Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it, Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it, Lock it, fill it, call it, find it, View it, code it, jam - unlock it, Surf it, scroll it, close it, click it, Cross it, crack it, switch - update it, Name it,rate it, tune it, print it,Scan it, send it, fax - rename it, Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it, Turn it, leave it, start - format it.