| Baron Samedi ( @ 2006-01-07 04:24:00 |
allowing myself an emo moment lol
I read this & it made me think about a lotta things. I was thinking what would happen if in the middle of a fight the person your fighting w/ dies on you. What would you do? What could you do?
I think we're all hung up on our own issues to take things at face value. When people tell us that they care about us & that they love us I think we should get down on our knees & thank whatever god or deity we believe in for it.
Anna used to tell me that she loves me & I used to get hella embarassed cuz she said those things so I told her to stop telling me those things cuz it made me feel uncomfortable. Last month during the xmas season people got all pissy over holiday sentiments. Can't say merry christmas etc. People forget the thought behind the greeting. Then lately my son says he loves me. I don't care how fucked up my day was or how shitfaced I am but when I hear my little boy tell me that its like I know I'm gonna be ok.
Now I wonder why people react the way they do when other people tell them that they are loved or cared for. I think deep down inside we all secretly want to be loved by everyone & accepted & cared for by everyone. I know thats what I want.
I'll drink to that.
*raises beer bottle*
I read this & it made me think about a lotta things. I was thinking what would happen if in the middle of a fight the person your fighting w/ dies on you. What would you do? What could you do?
I think we're all hung up on our own issues to take things at face value. When people tell us that they care about us & that they love us I think we should get down on our knees & thank whatever god or deity we believe in for it.
Anna used to tell me that she loves me & I used to get hella embarassed cuz she said those things so I told her to stop telling me those things cuz it made me feel uncomfortable. Last month during the xmas season people got all pissy over holiday sentiments. Can't say merry christmas etc. People forget the thought behind the greeting. Then lately my son says he loves me. I don't care how fucked up my day was or how shitfaced I am but when I hear my little boy tell me that its like I know I'm gonna be ok.
Now I wonder why people react the way they do when other people tell them that they are loved or cared for. I think deep down inside we all secretly want to be loved by everyone & accepted & cared for by everyone. I know thats what I want.
I'll drink to that.
*raises beer bottle*