Patch It With A Lie.

They come and go like a game of catch
between water and sand.
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They don’t cheat because you’re not enough, they cheat because they aren’t. They don’t have the ability to love you day to night. They don’t have the confidence to see what they want in your eyes, so they come and go like a game of catch between water and sand.

You’ll see their lips moving as they patch it with a lie.
They’ll blindfold you with love, fault you for the betrayal.

We have to stop blaming ourselves for someone elses wrongs. We have to realize we don’t deserve the hurt we’ve been assigned the way we deserve the life we get cheated out of, when we get cheated on.

They’ll Care.

They’ll care if you care and they’ll care if you don’t.
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They’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 point out every flaw you won’t admit and the ones you can’t defeat, but for as long as you wait for the sting in the words and the glare in their eyes to kill you, you’re only killing yourself. So let them win and one day change you, or let them hate you, let them judge you and let them make you stronger. 

Staying Inspired.

For many reasons, I am fortunate to have found blogging .One reason being the amazing, like-minded people, I get to meet. A few weeks ago I received an email from an incredibly talented women
– Evi – a.k.a. Echo Ink
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Evi told me how she can relate to my writing and with that, she reminded me that we are all on different, yet such similar journeys. We are all searching for our purpose and the ability to find out who we truly are. We are all desperate to find a way to cope. A way to find a moment of silence when our thoughts are too loud. 

I found my peace with writing – as has Evi – although I believe her true happiness is found within the creases and folds of her beautiful art. I couldn’t thank Evi more for sharing her work with me. As soon as I received her package, I had to find out more!

Upon questioning, Evi told me that the paper she uses comes from various books and magazines that she has left over from her undergrad program. She has found a powerful sense of pride in turning something so demanding from her past, into something she is proud of today.

The love shows in her work.

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I am truly honoured to have been able to come across Evi’s strength and kindness. She illustrates the road I hope I’m on, as she is a voice of encouragement for all ‘twenty-something’s’. I look forward to building a friendship and hearing more of her story.

Please take the time to visit Evi’s Blog and Etsy Shop!

The Kind of Life We Hate to Want.

There’s no better time to embrace who you really are,
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Our teen years fixate on the popularity of the girls with pretty long hair and a drinking problem. The jock like boyfriends that would bend over backwards to hold their books and the instant glamour found, when accessorizing with pink.

It’s the kind of life we hate to want.

We try to find normal so far from what we know, but it’s a matter of time before we realize people don’t change, they simply can’t. We can fight who we are for as long as we have the strength but eventually it’s inevitable and we give up the act.

The twenties come with a lot of hardships. A lot of obstacles we must overcome, but while we’re occupied with the more serious problems life offers, we forget to pretend to be someone else, and there is no better time to embrace who you really are then a time where no one has a clue.

People Who’ve Seen the Dark.

We should all be so luck to find someone who’s seen the dark, for those people know how to shine light when we need it ourselves.
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We should all be so lucky to find someone whose seen the dark for those people know how to shine light when we need it ourselves. But sometimes the people who’ve seen the dark, choose to leave their problems there.

Sometimes we’re scared of hugging, in fear of them holding too tight. Sometimes we’re scared to pick someone up, in fear of them pulling us down. Sometimes we’re scared to save someone’s life, in fear we’ll forfeit our own. And sometimes we’re scared to share the lessons we learned, in fear of retracing our path.

The Wish for One More Chance.

You continue to look his way. You disregard the eyes of affection,
the genuine people who come up. The ones who can rewrite your pain.
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 Heartbreak is the sorrow of a lonely bird. The crumbling of an expired cake. The nostalgia of a top-40 song. It’s the disbelief, the regret, the wish for once more chance. It’s the unchangeable mind that this isn’t the way it’s supposed to be.

But how many times can you let the same person defeat you? You sacrifice your self-worth because you settle, and you accept. You continue to look his way. You disregard the eyes of affection, the genuine people who come up. The ones who can rewrite your pain.

They’re begging for your time and attention like you’re begging for his. 

Don’t Say Anything.

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.
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We hate when people assume things just pass. If you see me in a month, I  might still be confused. If you see me in a year, I  might still be insecure. If you see me when I’m smiling, I might still 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.

It could be so simple if we had the same thoughts, same fears, same goals. It would be so simple to understand the walls people build, the laughs that are true and the tears that they drown in.

So we have to remember that despite tomorrow’s promise for a better day, we can’t just shut off the pain that we felt today.