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how to love

Friday, May 16, 2014


Falling in love is easy.

You fall in love with the way someone calls your name, like its the most natural thing in the world. With the way they look at you, like they're seeing you for the first time over and over again. And even the way their hands move, as though molded, to just fit yours. 

It could be anyone really. That stranger you meet in a crowded place. That one person you can never let go of. That friend that you've never seen as anything but just a friend. 

If all you do is take time to notice the subtle things about people, you realize that beauty still exist in the world; by the slow smile of someone deep in thought, the gentleness by which someone touch another, and even the lies we tell each other knowing that that is what helps us live through yet another day. 

Falling in love is easy. 

So let yourself.

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The Best of Me and You

Friday, May 02, 2014
"We're not going to sleep when the sun goes down,
We don't waste no precious time,
Making up for teenage crime."
- Adrian Lux (Teenage Crime)


I don't know how to say that these are the best years of our lives with the impact that it deserves.

Because we're old enough to know what's wrong, and young enough to do it anyway.

Because our bodies are physically strong enough to put up with what our minds are not strong enough to resist.

Because who remembers the nights that we got plenty of sleep?

One day, we'll grow up. One day, mortgages, rents, bills, insurance, responsibilities as heavy as the world will rest on our shoulders. One day, we will look back on these days.

But for now have time to dream the wrong things and pick another dream too big for our hearts.

These are the best years of our lives.