Showing posts with label Love is a bitch and Im an asshole. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love is a bitch and Im an asshole. Show all posts

Monday, January 2, 2012

Rihanna - We Found Love ft. Calvin Harris

Although, I would like to divorce my penchant for really extreme relationships, I can't help but love this video.  Damn you Rihanna. I'm starting to like your repetitive anthems about codependent relationships and off the hook fashion.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Solid

"Forgiveness is giving up hope that the past could have been any different"- Oprah

It's no secret that I'm a fan of Oprah. It's more of a love hate relationship, because she inspires and annoys me at the same time. When she first said this to two girls who were raped their whole life by their brothers and father, I was appalled because this didn't seem like the right thing to say.

But then she said, "It doesn't condone what they've done.  It allows you to move on and let the past be the past."

I can't imagine that these words alone will help these two women, but it puts a perspective on how we operate our minds when we think we have nothing else to look forward to.

So there you go. The past is the past. It couldn't have been any different.

Monday, November 7, 2011

One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do.

Two can be as bad as one. It's the loneliest number since the number one.

I've been contemplating on my solo-ness. It's bring a lot of growth in ways that you never expect. I feel more secure with myself more than I ever did.

Thanks Kiwi for the reminder on "how to love."

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Addicted to Love?

I've been addicted, *chuckle,* to the The Fix, a website solely dedicated to addiction and recovery.

Rich with celebrity interviews and plenty of facts and research to share, The Fix is smart, sleek, and engaging use of time.

Love addiction, is it real or a myth? Catherine Townsend describes her own experience with the addiction, but she still left me wondering whether or not the addiction is valid.

According to her article, love addiction has not made it into the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, but she gives enough examples and anecdotes that prove otherwise.

Every woman, and I mean EVERY woman that I know, has had a psychotic break down that resulted in a breakup. I also know a few men, although they will not admit to even half of the psycho shit that me and my girls have done. However, is this behavior an indicator to a lifelong mental illness such as depression or bipolar disorder? I'm not sure if I'm sold, but I'm entertained.

My favorite quotes from this article are:

“The true test of mental health is how you cope with these setbacks. Do you turn to family and friends, or do you start spinning out of control and stalking your ex? When something happens to blow up the fantasy, true love addicts go into physical withdrawal, and then into psychiatric meltdown.”

“You have to work with the addictive process, the fantasy, the denial that protects the fantasy, the withdrawal from the fantasy, the returning to the relationship and return to the fantasy, or spinning off and doing it with someone else,” says Katehakis. “

"Fighting off sobs, I asked them if this was like the Sex and the Cityepisode where Carrie’s friends cut her off. They replied that they felt more like the passengers in Airplane!, who chose to hang and stab themselves rather than be subjected to yet another sob story about someone's ex-lover."

The best way to get yourself out of heartbreak. Is to completely take yourself out of the situation. All of it. Women are pushed from fantasy to fantasy, and it fucks with our sanity. Get your sanity back, and save that energy for your self growth. You are going to need it for reality.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

The Shit Drink Fuck Mixtape

"How can you grow up without music? It's like growing up without color."

The heart is linked to growth. My growth has a lot of color and a lot of music.

I'm liberating my ears from this day forth. I'm going to let myself listen to these damn songs.

I'm not going to let myself be bitter about how I felt about the people who inspired me to play these songs on repeat.

I'm sharing my best moments in love with all of you.... because they were great. Enjoy :)





































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Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Writing Prompt from Ann Borja: "In your search for love, what meaning have you come across or have embraced?"

It fills the emptiness inside my chest. In favor of fools who enjoy it so blindly. Layers that embrace yet sting. Taking years to face itself in a mirror. A search for what we fantasize versus what we need. Hence, why the reflection is not so clear. I can never find that one song to describe it, but I desperately want to hear it.