The sillyness! The sillyness! Oh... the perfection.
Sometimes it's important not to forget the bad times. Sometimes I think I can appreciate this happiness so much more than most people because I've seen the opposite so much.
In Donnie Darko, Gretchen says "I guess some people are born with tragedy in their blood."
I'm not going to give my own opinion, because I'm very ambivalent about it, but many of my close friends have applied this to my life. And with that, I love the happiness so much more, realizing how far my life feels from the terrible times... the broken times.
I am not whole again, I know this. I have wounds, wounds that aren't close to being scarred over yet. Somehow that makes the kisses better.
God how did I fall so far in love? I forgot what this feels like, I didn't think I'd be able to trust that emotion again. For the first time I'm understanding that I was being treated badly in the past. I could've never known until I was being treated so wonderfully. I feel spoiled and lovely and happy and kind of silly. I didn't know that it could be this way.
I've been burned. A lot. My puzzle has not just fallen apart but pieces have been taken.. viciously. I won't be put back together, but I can fit the pieces I have, right?
I missed this floaty feeling this wonderfulness and happiness and mrow. He wants me and loves me how I am, not asking for losing weight or wearing makeup or pulling me farther away from my natural 'Sary'...
Mmmm.
In Donnie Darko, Gretchen says "I guess some people are born with tragedy in their blood."
I'm not going to give my own opinion, because I'm very ambivalent about it, but many of my close friends have applied this to my life. And with that, I love the happiness so much more, realizing how far my life feels from the terrible times... the broken times.
I am not whole again, I know this. I have wounds, wounds that aren't close to being scarred over yet. Somehow that makes the kisses better.
God how did I fall so far in love? I forgot what this feels like, I didn't think I'd be able to trust that emotion again. For the first time I'm understanding that I was being treated badly in the past. I could've never known until I was being treated so wonderfully. I feel spoiled and lovely and happy and kind of silly. I didn't know that it could be this way.
I've been burned. A lot. My puzzle has not just fallen apart but pieces have been taken.. viciously. I won't be put back together, but I can fit the pieces I have, right?
I missed this floaty feeling this wonderfulness and happiness and mrow. He wants me and loves me how I am, not asking for losing weight or wearing makeup or pulling me farther away from my natural 'Sary'...
Mmmm.