I got my heart broken and I survived, I failed 3 courses in university and graduated, I got rejected in the very first job I applied for and got promoted yesterday, I went through hard times with my family but then two years later, we laughed our hearts out over lunch, The closest friends disappointed me several times but I made new friends and loved them with all my heart. I did it once, I can do it again.
I NEEDED THIS SO BADLY
This. This everyday. I need this everyday.
“An honorable human relationship — that is, one in which two people have the right to use the word “love” — is a process, delicate, violent, often terrifying to both persons involved, a process of refining the truths they can tell each other. It is important to do this because it breaks down human self-delusion and isolation. It is important to do this because in doing so we do justice to our own complexity. It is important to do this because we can count on so few people to go that hard way with us.It isn’t that to have an honorable relationship with you, I have to understand everything, or tell you everything at once, or that I can know, beforehand, everything I need to tell you. It means that most of the time I am eager, longing for the possibility of telling you. That these possibilities may seem frightening, but not destructive, to me. That I feel strong enough to hear your tentative and groping words. That we both know we are trying, all the time, to extend the possibilities of truth between us.The possibility of life between us.”
Adrienne Rich, from On Lies, Secrets & Silence
When choking your lady out, squeeze the sides. Not the air way. The pleasure comes from the lack of blood. Not the lack of oxygen. Plus if you choke the airway too hard you could break it so squeeze the sides, not the front. And don’t do it all at once either. Start soft and then squeeze gradually harder.
Important fact kids. Don’t forget it. And don’t hold on too long.
Please don’t choke the airway. It’s called strangulation and it can cause major trauma even if it doesn’t happen at that time, the person can die later from loss of oxygen to the brain.
“I used to have faith in fate, believed it would some day be us if I played the cards right, or if I tried hard enough to be someone worth searching for.
Then one afternoon, I sat there alone with a pen in my hand and bleakness in my heart, and the thoughts of you stopped providing comfort.
You weren't elixir, but the plague I tried to avoid,” I said.“
“I wish I could speak to myself a few years ago. I’d tell her to stop wishing on every 11:11 for a love so futile, to let go of someone who made her lose sight her constellations and allowed her to see herself as a city night without stars.
I’d tell her that she was the universe he would never be a part of, and that will one of the best things she’ll ever have.