Friday, February 22, 2013

In other matters.

I realized something the other night.
I realized that sometimes

it's okay to cry.

And now, this does not give license to be a basket case all this time.
Heavens no.

But it does mean that after a beautiful day you can be looking through pictures, or hear a song..
And even if things are going right, it's okay to quietly let a tear slip down your face.
Because you miss someone, or because sometimes you're overwhelmed.


But the crying isn't the important part. That's the human part.

The important 
part is what you
do to pick 
yourself
back up.
Because things
don't always go
as planned,
but I promise
that they will 
always end 
up
beautifully.
Even if there 
seems to be
no end in sight.


The sun will rise.
It'll be alright. :)

Monday, February 18, 2013

Because I can.

Some days are just good ones.
For no reason in particular.
Or for every reason.
:)

But whether your day is good or bad you should smile.
Why?
Because you can. :)

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Love was simple just like

la la la la la la la.

Sometimes I get giddy and excited like when I did when I was 6 on Christmas Eve. Awaiting something that has only become a distant memory now.
I know this feeling.
I love this feeling.

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Here's to a year.

Let's do this.



Oh, and here's a taste of Jon Bellion for you.
Thanks, Britt, for introducing.

Friday, February 1, 2013

This one's for her.

For the times the one you thought would be standing there last was one of the first to walk away.
For the times when winter takes it too far, and becomes too harsh, and too cold.
For the times when you look in the mirror and see nothing of the person you want to be.
For the times you see the girl everyone loves walking down the hallway and wish you could be a little like her.

This is for the girl who's trying to become the person she wants.
This is for the girl who has bad hair days, so she wears sweats to compensate.
This is for the girl who wishes her eyes were a different color, or wishes her waist was a size smaller.

This is for you.
You're beautiful the way you are, and I mean that.
No boy, no size, no words will change the fact that your beauty is above and beyond what the world says is beautiful.
There's no two eyes that will shine like yours can.
There's no smile that will mean the same things as yours.


Keep your head up, your tiara is falling.