delicious ambiguity

I wanted a perfect ending... Now, I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end.
Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious ambiguity.

the moment just before

"There is a moment. A simple moment before history gets recorded. Before it goes in the books. Before it appears as a question on a game show. Or a midterm exam. A moment right before the headline is written... 
There is a moment when history lives in the present. When we can watch it unfold in real time. Right before our eyes. And we can assume our place in it. Some people live for history. We live for the moment just before."

I'm leaning into the fear to get a happy ending.


.- you got me at hello

hardcore*-

"Deep down, everyone wants to believe they can be hardcore.
But being hardcore isn’t just about being tough. It’s about acceptance.
Sometimes you have to give yourself permission to not be hardcore for once. You don’t have to be tough every minute of every day.
It’s okay to let down your guard.
In fact there are moments when it’s the best thing you can possibly do…
as long as you choose your moments wisely."

feels so good when I stop.-

Maybe we like the pain. Maybe we're wired that way. Because without it, I don't know; maybe we just wouldn't feel real. What's that saying? Why do I keep hitting myself with a hammer? Because it feels so good when I stop.

... .. . .*[talking 0nly me and y0u]*. . .. ...

... .. .If i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history would you go along with someone like me... .. ....
.. .i did before and had my share
it didn't lead nowhere i would go along with someone like you
it doesn't matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around
and see this night through... .. ....

.. .and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' 'bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks talkin'
'bout the old style too and
we don't care about their own faults talkin'
'bout our own style all we care 'bout is talking talking only me and you...

.. .usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no one will surprise me
unless you do
i can tell there's something goin'
on hours seems to disappear
everyone is leaving
i'm still with you... ..

.... .. .it doesn't matter what we do
where we are going too
we can stick around and see this night through... ..

couting to 100

Never been much good on my own

So I'm tryin' to find somebody else

Never been good at findin' much except this 

Loneliness all by myself

Spottin' you ain't been easy,

I could use once hand, maybe two

And I had that spot right beside me baby

That waited there just for you

And you go hide

And I'll come seek

Maybe someday in the middle

We just might meet

because I'm counting to a hundred

And I promise I won't peek

As you go hide and I come seek.

Now, how much longer will this game go on

I guess time will tell

But I hate to hear that you're all alone

Overlooked in search of someone else.

 

Don't wonder why people go crazy.

Wonder why they don't.

In face of what we can lose in a day, in an instant, wonder what the hell it is that make us hold it together.

"Enamorarse de un gran hombre"

(Escrito por un hombre)

Es la primera vez que escribo sobre nosotros los hombres que siempre nos caracterizamos por ser el sexo fuerte, aunque
muchas veces caemos por debilidad.Un día, mi hermana lloraba en su habitación... Con mucha nostalgia, observé que mi padre se le acercó y le preguntó
el motivo de su tristeza.Los escuché hablando por horas, pero hubo una frase tan especial que dijo mi padre esa tarde, que hasta el día de
hoy, 8 años más tarde, la recuerdo cada mañana y me llena
de fuerza.

Mi padre acariciándole el rostro, le dijo:
"Hija mía, enamórate de un Gran Hombre y no volverás a llorarsino de alegría"Me pregunte tantas veces, cuál era la fórmula exacta para llegar a ser ese gran hombre y no dejarme vencer por las
pequeñeces.Conforme pasan los años, descubrimos que si tan solo todos loshombres lucháramos por ser grandes de espíritu, grandes de alma y grandes de corazón...¡el mundo sería completamente distinto!.Aprendí que un Gran Hombre no es aquel que compra todo lo que desea, pues habemos tantos que hemos comprado hasta el cariño
y el respeto de quienes nos rodean.Mi padre le decía: "No busques a un hombre que solo hable de sí mismo, sin preocuparse por ti, ni a aquel que se pase las horas
halagando sus propios logros.No te aferres a un hombre que te critique y te diga lo mal que te ves, o lo mucho que deberías cambiar. ¿Para que quieres a un hombre que te abandonará si no cambias, por un cabello más claro, por unos ojos de otro color, o por un cuerpo más esbelto, si no supo admirar la verdadera belleza que hay en ti?" Me costó trabajo comprender! que un GRAN HOMBRE no es el que llega más alto, ni el que vive rodeado de mujeres.Un verdadero y gran hombre es aquel ser humano lleno de transparencia, que no oculta sus verdaderos sentimientos ni se refugia
en vicios y cortinas de humo, es el que abre su corazón sin rechazar la realidad, es quien admira a una mujer por sus cimientos morales y su grandeza interior.Un Gran Hombre, es que el camina de frente, sin bajar la mirada y sabe llorar su dolor. Hoy mi hermana esta felizmente casada, y ese Gran Hombre con quien se caso no era ni el más popular, ni el más perseguido, ni el más solicitado, nimucho menos el más adinerado.

Ese Gran Hombre es quien simplemente es quien la hace sonreír por lo mucho que han logrado juntos, por todos sus recuerdos, por cada alegría que comparten y la quiere por quien ella es.

history-

"Some people believe that without history, our lives amount to nothing. At some point we all have to choose: do we fall back on what we know, or do we step forward to something new? It's hard not to be haunted by our past. Our history is what shapes us... what guides us. Our history resurfaces time after time after time. So we have to remember sometimes the most important history is the history we’re making today."

Love affair with a fictional icon

"Her name has become synonymous with style and the chic, single-girl lifestyle.

She represents the new woman’s funny, sharp, likable everygirl. She’s Carrie Bradshaw, possibly one of the most influential fictional characters to ever influence a generation. Sex and the City played a huge role in revolutionizing the way America views single women; presenting the idea that we do not have to be programmed primarily to achieve the cookie-cutter life targets we’ve been told we should reach for so long (marriage, house, baby, etc). Instead, the bachelorette cherishes single life, independence and freedom. The major storylines in the show, however, do center on not whether or not the characters do in fact marry, have children, or even serious relationships, but how they do it–without losing their sense of self. Being single is not the key, a sense of self is, and Carrie Bradshaw leads the way.
Along with many other women around the world, I have always identified with Carrie. She’s all about opening your heart and your mind at the same time. She’s witty, she’s sharp, she’s sexy–but all in a very accessible, believable way. Mine and Carrie’s “storylines” have coincided as I have watched and re-watched the show and begun to experience my single life as a young woman. While I’m not near my thirties, I still feel the inevitable pull from older influences–and society in general–to “settle down,” whatever that means. For Carrie and I, marriage and “happily ever after” is not the be-all, end-all in life. And just like Carrie, I’m a career-focused girl but not necessarily as schooled or as driven as the other three women on the show.
I feel akin to Carrie in many ways. She party's and drinks and has had a fair helping of casual dating , but at the end of the day, she’s an old-fashioned girl. She believes in the One, she believes in romance, and most of all, she believes in love. She’s sentimental and reflective. All women are complex, but I relate to Carrie a lot in this way too–her needs and feelings are often conflicted and result in charged and sometimes difficult relationships with men. She’s had to know when to walk away, and it’s bittersweet; especially in her second breakup with Aidan, whom she truly loved and respected, but it just didn’t work, and she couldn’t be what he wanted her to be. It’s never easy to strike a balance. Not just anyone will do. Mischiko Kakutani accused Carrie of “disposing” of men when she reviewed her book in Season Five; I’ve had many of my older friends and colleagues say the same thing to me. But I digress: When searching for a soulmate, one can never be too picky. And so continues the endless search. Carrie was looking for love, real love. “Ridiculous, consuming, can’t live without each other love.” And she found it, as we all hoped and predicted–in Mr. Big.
It’s easy to make a sweeping judgment of the carefree single girl–Carrie and myself included–and throw out terms like “promiscuous” and the like. Aside from the ludicrous societal double-standard, I like to believe that I’ve maintained a moral compass. You can’t look back, you can only learn. Carrie is flawed. I am flawed. We trip over things, we can’t (don’t?) cook, have messy apartments and high credit card bills due to an unshakable shopping addiction. But she’s real–still fictional–but that’s what makes the show so amazing.

The writers really, really made Carrie real and relatable to all of us. We can look at her and say: “I’m her.”

360

Now I understand what that has hovered in my head ... The pulse wants to talk and my hand can not stop ... Now I understand when eyes become indiscretion on lies and deceit ... Now that the lights are stopped and the world is still spinning, I understand, how important are the heartfelt things, that if we do not give way to feelings and desires, it is impossible clarity; that indifference covers with silences fears to lose. .. Now that it is impossible to forget feelings that arise when you're near ... Now that the devil said that attempts to disappear, I fight for what I feel; perhaps someday emerge effect and the world stops when traffic lights change color, maybe someday the world has value and formulate a sudden shift of 360 degrees ...

Seem Perfect

Her plan was very simple: spend together the rest of her days.
A plan everybody consider feasible.
No one doubted that they will be great friends, lovers, even soul mates.
She is fun, sometimes uptight and gentle.
He is free spirit, caring and tender.
Seem perfect.

But given the chance that one day the fate changed his mind.

Now she wonders in the world of the unknown.
Constantly struggling between her heart and mind.
Now she needs time.
To make things right.
Now she only wants a hand that somehow feels right.

believing in what's possible...

Maybe it began with coloring outside the lines.
Eating ice cream with a fork.
Or wearing your mom's shoes because the were more glamorous than yours.
But somewhere early on you learned it was possible to live life beyond the rules.
SO you traded NO for WHY NOT.
And as you dared to look farther, new horizons opened up for you.
It's a spirit we call moving forward but you may think of it simply as believing in what's possible.
Which, as you found out long ago, also makes life a lot more fun!

Everything Happens For A Reason

Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there...to serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson or help figure out who you are or who you want to become.
You never know who these people may be, but when you lock eyes with them, you know that very moment that they will affect your life in someprofound way.
And sometimes things happen to you at the time that may seem horrible, painful and unfair, but in reflection you realize that without overcoming those obstacles you would have never realized your potential, strength, will power or heart.
Everything Happens For A Reason
Nothing happens by chance or by means of good luck. Illness injury, love, lost moments of true greatness, and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your soul. Without these small testslife would be like a smoothly paved, straight, flat road to nowhere. Safe and comfortable but dull and utterly pointless.
The people you meet affect your life.....
The successes and downfalls that you experience can create who you are,and the bad experiences can be learned from. In fact, they are probably the most poignant and important ones. If someone hurts you, betrays you or breaks your heart, forgive them because they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious to whom you open your heart to. If someone loves you, love them back unconditionally, not only because they love you but because they are teaching you to love and open your heart and eyes to little things.
Make every day count.......
Appreciate every moment and take from it everything that you possibly can, for you may never be able to experience it again. Talk to people you have never talked to before, and actually listen. Let yourself fall in love, break free and setyour sights high. Hold your head up because you have every right to.
Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in yourself, for if you don't believe in yourself, no one else will believe in you.
Create your own life and then go out and live it.

few things worth holding on to

Who gets to determine when the old ends and the new begin? It’s not on the calendar, it’s not a birthday, and it’s not a new year. It’s an event, big or small, something that changes us. Ideally, that gives us hope, a new way of living and looking at the world, a way of letting go of old habits, old memories. What's important is that we never stop believing we can have a new beginning, but it's also important to remember that, amid all the crap, there are a few things worth holding on to.

all we want is more.

There's something to be said about a glass half full. About knowing when to say when. I think it's a floating line. A barometer of need and desire. It's entirely up to the individual. And depends on what's being poured. Sometimes all we want is a taste. Other times there's no such thing as enough, the glass is bottomless. And all we want is more.

Simple, yet priceless moments in life.

1. Falling in love
2. Laughing so hard your face hurts
3. Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change
4. Hearing your favorite song on the radio
5. Hot towels fresh out of the dryer
6. Chocolate milkshake (or vanilla or strawberry)
7. Giggling
8. A good conversation
9. The beach
10. Finding money in your pocket from so long ago
11. Laughing at yourself
12. Midnight phone calls that last for hours
13. Running through sprinklers
14. Laughing for absolutely no reason
15. Having someone tell you that you're beautiful
16. Laughing at an inside joke
17. Friends, every moment by their side
18. Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day
19. Waking up in the morning and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep
20. Kisses
21. Having someone play with your hair
22. Sweet dreams
23. Watching the sunrise
24. Making eye contact with a really cute stranger
25. Getting home-made cookies from friends
26. Holding hands with someone you care about
27. Knowing that somebody misses you as much as you miss them
28. Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply
29. Knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think
30. Getting depressed, watching romantic movies and eating ice cream with your girlfriends because of a stupid dumbass boy..

everything happens for a reason

"I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go. Things go wrong so that you can appreciate them when they’re right. You believe less so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes, good things fall apart so better things can fall together."
-Marilyn Monroe

suenios*.-

Es justamente la posibilidad de realizar un suenio lo que torna la vida interesante, aunque existen dos cosas que impiden que una persona realice sus suenios:
Creer que son imposibles o que gracias a un repentino vuelco de la rueda del destino veamos que se transforman en algo posible cuando menos nos lo esperabamos. En ese momento surge el miedo a un camino que no sabemos a donde ira a parar, a una vida con desafios desconocidos, a la posibilidad de que las cosas a que estamos acostumbrados desaparezcan para siempre. Nosotros queremos cambiarlo todo, y al mismo tiempo, deseamos que todo siga igual.
,Paulo Coelho

it had to be you.

All this time and everything's changed,
But I still feel the same.
All good things eventually end and get washed down the drain.
What a disaster it would be if you discovered that I cared,
A little too much for friends, but not enough to share.

we can’t stand being alone

Its not about love, its not about rejection, it’s about not being lonely. It’s about having that one person to go to when you feel like nothing makes sense. It’s about having someone to share those moments that call for a drink—maybe even a hangover. It’s about strolling down the streets holding the hand of someone who cherishes you. It’s about having that person that laughs at your silly jokes, that tells you how pretty you look without make-up, that ditches his friends to spend the night with you, that listens to you—or at least pretends to. That is what we want. It has nothing to do with whether or not it is the right person or prince charming. It is not about how you met, or what games you had to play to catch them. It is not about love or about rejection; it is about not being lonely.
When you get that feeling that someone wants to be with you, a part of your heart fills up like an empty balloon fills up with air, and you forget everything else. You put aside your fear of getting hurt, your busy agenda, your so-called requirements… All you want is that rush that comes with the first date, the first kiss, the first night together… All you want is that feeling you get when your cell phone rings and it’s him. How your face changes without you even noticing and a smile finds its way into your expression. People wonder why is it that when it comes to love, none of us are immune to an act of stupidity, and regardless of who agrees with me, its as simple as this: we can’t stand being alone.

delicious ambiguity

some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. delicious ambiguity...
-gilda radner

It goes away. The feeling. That feeling that you have right now... today... that feeling like you can do anything. That clarity... It goes away. And you go right back to being the coward who can’t tell the person you care about how you feel.

Forgive and forget.

That’s what they say. It’s good advice, but it’s not very practical. When someone hurts us, we want to hurt them back. When someone wrongs us, we want to be right. Without forgiveness, old scores are never settled… old wounds never heal. And the most we can hope for, is that one day we’ll be lucky enough to forget.

Good Riddance

Another turning point a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist directs you where to go
So make the best of this test and don't ask why
It's not a question but a lesson learned in time

It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life

So take the photographs and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while

It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life

Still, they say you don’t kick the habit until you hit rock bottom, but how do you know when you’re there?
Because no matter how badly a thing is hurting us, sometimes letting it go
hurts even worse.

keep the good memories-

it's simple:
In life, only one thing is certain, apart from death and taxes.
No matter how hard you try, no matter how good your intentions, you are going to make mistakes. You’re going to hurt people. You’re going to get hurt. And if you ever want to recover... there’s really only one thing you can say.

and at the end you must accept regrets, as long as you can keep the good memories!

-courage: see me through
-heart: im trusting you

JunO~

Juno MacGuff: I'm losing my faith in humanity.

Mac MacGuff: Think you can narrow it down for me?

Juno MacGuff: I guess I wonder sometimes if people ever stay together for good.

Mac MacGuff: You mean like couples?

Juno MacGuff: Yeah, like people in love.

Mac MacGuff: Are you having boy troubles? I gotta be honest; I don't much approve of dating in your condition, 'cause well... that's kind of messed up.

Juno MacGuff: Dad, no!

Mac MacGuff: Well, it's kind of skanky. Isn't that what you girls call it? Skanky? Skeevy?

Juno MacGuff: Please stop now.

Mac MacGuff: [persisting] Tore up from the floor up?

Juno MacGuff: Dad, it's not about that. I just need to know if it's possible for two people to stay happy together forever, or at least for a few years.

Mac MacGuff: It's not easy, that's for sure. Now, I may not have the best track record in the world, but I have been with your stepmother for 10 years now and I'm proud to say that we're very happy.
[Juno nods]

Mac MacGuff: In my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person will still think the sun shines out your ass.THAT'S THE KIND OF PERSON THAT'S WORTH STICKING WITH.

clOser

My ironically silent snores woke me up and I found myself gazing at that silly lil' smirk you make when you sleep, I couldn't help but stare as I wondered what you were dreaming and what moment of anxiety made you twitch and bite your lips.

Your silence made me gape, and I hoped you wouldn't awaken to find me looking down at you. But I looked up, as i was suddenly aware that we weren't exactly alone and still all I felt like doing was holding you closer.. closing my eyes and letting that lil' joyous tear finally roll, but I knew that somehow I’d must have made an impression on you, so I settled!

act upon it

The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life.
Attitude, to me, is more important than facts.
It is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than successes, than what other people think or say of do. I
t is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company…a church…a home.
The remarkable thing is we have a choice every day regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day.
We cannot change our past… we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way.
We cannot change the inevitable.
The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude… I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% how I react to it.

always & forever

"It may be that we will never meet again in this lifetime so let me say before we part, so much of me is made from what I learned from you. You'll be like a handprint on my heart... And now whatever way our stories end know you have rewritten mine by being my friend"