embrace the fall.

Jack-in-the-boxes taught us to expect the unexpected. Show and Tell taught us the worth of having more, having better, having the best. Finger painting taught us the mess we’re capable of and the colours we show, without any intention. Skipping rocks taught us the fight of sink versus swim and a simple game of tag, taught the power of a touch.

We’ve spent years finding lessons within life, yet there’s still so much we don’t know, and so much we haven’t learned. A frustrating idea to some, but a sense of excitement for those who understand, we should be so fortunate to live in a world of the unknown.

So remember the things you learned in the rows of a classroom, but, don’t be mislead. Our educations leave us staring at a wall, and once we turn around, we fall into life’s depths and with that we learn, we must embrace the fall because those who fall are wiser, then those who grab for air.

effortless love.

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I don’t need you to follow me store to store, credit card in hand, because I’m not that type of girl. I don’t need you to cancel your plans when I’m at home alone, because I don’t like those obligations. I don’t need you to point at the shiniest star and declare it as my own, because I don’t want that kind of love.

I need your arms to keep me warm and your words to keep me company. Your smile, to steal one of my own and your jokes to keep it lit. I need what the poorest man can give and the richest man’s forgotten. The stories cavemen drew and the endings, romantic’s write.

I need the blindsiding creation of effortless love. The kind we spend our lives waiting for. The emotions we never knew we had. For, I’m surrounded by people who need the world while all I need, is you in mine.

canadian thanksgiving!

This weekend is Canadian Thanksgiving! Meaning, there may be fewer posts over the next few days. There’s still much to do on my blog if you’d like!

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3. Read past posts and be sure to leave your comment and opinions! I would love to hear them.

Thank you everyone, and Happy Thanksgiving to the fellow Canadians!

they’ll care.

Screen shot 2014-10-06 at 6.22.19 PMThey’ll care if you eat all the food on your plate and they’ll care if you throw it away. They’ll care if you spend three hours at the gym and they’ll care if you waste your day, eating popcorn on the couch. They’ll care if you care, and they’ll care if you don’t.

They’ll hate the tone in which you say hi and stories you love to tell. They’ll hate the sweater you pulled from the depths of your closet. The one reeking with memories and tattered loose ends. The sweater you haven’t yet realized, means more then their opinions.

They’ll resent every flaw you won’t admit – and the ones you can’t defeat. But, for as long as you wait for their stinging words and glaring eyes to kill you, you’re only killing yourself. You cannot live a life without tripping over your own two feet just as you cannot live a life without being shoved from behind. So, let them hate you, let them judge you and let them push you farther.

once upon a dream [guest post]

Needless to say, I love visual posts that can express so many powerful emotions with minimal words. Her Headache did an amazing job and gave me an amazing addition to my blog.

tumblr_lm2pq7GtZR1qknyxno1_500-1Sleeping Beauty and Disney fantasies of my childhood. I dreamed of being rescued by the handsome prince. Unrealistic in today’s society and no longer the goal. No longer am I that little girl, but the fantasy still lingers. Slow dancing in the kitchen. Laughing together. “I love you,” just coming out abruptly amongst that laughter.

My heart skipped a beat or two.

Did I dream all this? Suddenly now none of it feels real. It could easily have all been a dream I had and nothing more. I can rescue myself, but did I just imagine the “i love-you’s?” I could have. I might have.
What is real and what was all just a dream?

“I know you. I walked with you once upon a dream.”
This line haunts my dreams now, taunts me again and again.

love what we know.

Screen shot 2014-10-01 at 9.59.14 PMThere’s more to life than a textbook definition. There’s something about it that can’t be put into words and that scares you because you think it means you don’t understand it, you don’t have control. Society has taught us only to love what we know. What we can see, and hear, and touch. You know there’s more and that’s why you’re looking for something you don’t even know exists and you’re driving yourself crazy doing it.

because of you.

Screen shot 2014-09-30 at 5.37.56 PMSometimes I like that I believed your lies because it meant I thought the best of you. Sometimes I like how hard I tried to make things work, because it meant I was open to the idea of you. Sometimes I like the times things went wrong, because it meant I was willing to fight for you.

It’s bittersweet getting through something with the very person who put you though it, but I’m so glad I did because it meant life hasn’t yet, made me cold to the idea of love. And that’s because of you.

life starts and stops.

Screen shot 2014-09-30 at 5.39.29 PMWe spend our lives preparing for the day we graduate college. The day we enter the real world and the day we’re left on our own. Society has put it in our heads that life starts and stops when we’re handed a diploma. We have so much to do and so much time to do it, yet we live to believe it should already be done.

Life shows no mercy as we’re hit with a wind that keeps pushing back. Teasing us of happiness beyond the cold. Success beyond the struggle. The hardest thing to do is look up and look forward, so too often, we turn our backs, and lose sight of the path we were walking.

The only way to succeed is to use the push of the wind as momentum and use the idea of falling; as the very something that keeps us up.

don’t say anything.

Screen shot 2014-09-27 at 12.35.30 AMWe hate when people assume things just pass. If you see me in a month, I still might be confused. If you see me in a year, I still might be insecure. If you see me when I’m smiling, I still might be in pain.

Don’t say, still? Don’t say, I thought you got over that? Don’t say anything if you can’t understand the way pain lingers.

I’d be so simple if we had  the same friends, same background, same childhood. It’d be so easy to understand if we had the same thoughts, same fears, same goals. It’d be so different if we could see through the walls people build and understand the laughs that are true and the tears that they drown in.

But we don’t have the power to see the ones who are struggling. So, we should live our lives remembering, we’ve all hurt and with that, we’re all able to hurt again.

until you left me alone.

Screen shot 2014-09-25 at 8.17.42 PMYou were a war I wanted in on and a battle I refused to lose. I fought day after day until I had no fight left and now, I’ve surrendered the remains of what was us and walked away with the remains of what is me. I may be bruised and worn down but I am strong and I’m growing.

I thought my life needed you, despite the bad and the worse. I thought heartbreak would kill me and this war could be won. I thought we were in this together until you left me alone and I thought I wasn’t enough, to stand by myself.

It was a struggle to learn, and even harder to accept but I’ve finally learned that love isn’t love, when you’re left fighting against yourself.