We’re enslaved to the things we can’t control, that’s life. Our faults are the things we can change, and don’t. We go through life with such slow precaution in fear of losing what we have, despite not knowing what it is. Life takes prisoners but leaves no survivors so don’t settle for a life, confined within your worries. Don’t sacrifice control of your future for security in right now.
Not enough people appreciate the beauty in a gloomy day. The sky teases us for hours with raindrops and distant thunder. It’s a day of suspense, a beautiful build up. We carry on, living our lives beneath a chaotic mess and we live knowing the end is worth waiting for.
The darkest days have the quietest air, letting a person’s true self be revealed for there’s no better test then how someone weathers the storm.
Thunderstorms aren’t sadness just like happiness isn’t the sun. Just like people who leave the clouds in the hands of the sky see a different allure then those who hold the clouds on a string.
Love isn’t love, if it leaves you fighting against yourself.
The times you said were nothing, are something in my mind.
They come and go like a game of catch
between water and sand.
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.
Don’t use the right to complain as a reason.
Here’s to the ones that brush off mud like it’s sand.
Embrace the mess you are and the madness in your head.
Be so excited you’re scared and so scared you’re excited.
Be so afraid your vision blurs and all you see is pain worth feeling.youngandtwenty.com
We’re scared of the people who are going to let us down, kill our dreams and cause us pain. We’re scared of real emotions. The weight of heartache and the misery we must tolerate when we can no longer find sense. We runaway from pain and we cheat ourselves from life.
We’re cowards hoping to numb rejection. Hoping to endure no more then the sting of a paper cut. There are amazingly painful emotions we must learn to survive. We need to get out of our own way, out of our own mind and see that we’re not alone. We’re surrounded by people who bleed red, whose hands shake, whose voices are laced with fear.
So, embrace the mess you are and the madness in your head. Be so excited you’re scared and so scared you’re excited. Be so afraid your vision blurs and all you see is pain worth feeling.
In the world of Pintrest and Tumblr, I dream of following along to the seasonal DIY’s and crafts – ideally without the price tag.
Crafts have become a chore to some, considering the prepping, planning, buying, cleaning, and overall frustration it can lead to. Paper Pumpkin has done a fantastic job of removing the messy counter top and leaving us with art.
My box included one ‘Simply Snowflake’ kit, packed with the materials (as seen below) to create 8 snowflake cards – inc. envelopes, 8 gift tags, step-by-step instructions and a bonus stamp set.
Additional : an online ‘how-to’ video of the kit.
The possibility of these craft sets are endless. Although they’re great for a family to sit down and create together, to me, they’re perfect for a twenty-something looking to do something fun after a long day of work, looking to do something other then studying or looking to share some laughs with a glass of wine and friends.
I could speak of this company forever but I’d simply like to thank Paper Pumpkin for reminding me that our childhoods are never too far away.
For more information, please visit Paper Pumpkin.
There’s more to who she is,
then how she looks in pink.