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Remaining Full Moons of 2018:
* March 31.
* June 28.
* July 27.
* August 26.
* September 24.
* October 24.
* November 23.
* December 22.
It hurts like hell when someone makes you feel so special, then suddenly leaves you hanging & you have to act like you don’t care at all.

Everyone says love hurts, but that’s not always true, I don’t think. Loneliness hurts, rejection hurts. Losing someone hurts. Everyone confuses these things with love but in reality, love is the only thing in this world that covers up all the pain & makes us feel wonderful again.


This morning I woke up & reminded myself that my soul is beautiful, my mind is powerful, my heart is gold & I’ve got so many good things going for me.
I don’t need anyone who isn’t gonna love me the way I deserve to be loved.

Many things about tomorrow I don’t seem to understand, but I know who holds tomorrow & who holds my hand.

Soul Mates Aren’t Just Lovers.

And when you’re choosing a life partner, you’re choosing a lot of things, Including your parenting partner & someone who’ll deeply influence your children, your eating companion for about 20,000 meals, your travel companion for 100 travels, your primary leisure time & retirement friend, your career therapist & someday someone whose day you’ll hear about 18,000 times.
~ Tim Urban.


Remember what you must do when they undervalue you, when they think your softness is your weakness.
Remember what you must do when they treat your kindness like it’s their advantage.
You awaken every dragon, every wolf, every monster that sleeps inside you.
You remind them exactly what hell is like when it wears the skin of a gentle human.

Open & Willing?

If you’re open & willing, heartbreak can teach you so many things about yourself, that you didn’t even know you needed to learn.
It’ll show you who you were, who you are, & give you a good kick in the right to direction to the person you need to become.
But only if you’re open & willing.

Summer Crimson.

Maybe life’s just an echo of the ones that came before:
Bouncing off the walls they learnt to land on something more.
Maybe it’s never ending & our sound just travels on, with distance it gets quiet & is never truly gone.
Maybe we’ll find peace in our silence when our time comes to be still.
Know our voice can’t last forever, but the truth it carries will.

And So the Darkness Came On.

Tell me how it’s fair that our lives are just a gasp for air, that the stars barely have time to blink before into the earth we sink.
Why must be race to to fall apart for time to learn what’s in our heart, before our last trip around the sun when Neptune isn’t finished on one?
A tragedy, I think, that we leave with so much to know, just when we’ve learned what it’s about.
When our lungs are full, we must breathe out.

Middle of the Night....

Every once in a while, you'll feel a dull ache in your soul.
A gentle humming around your heart.
A longing for something without a name.
If I ever told you to obey anything, this would be it.
Listen to the call of your authentic self;
The part of you that just lives just outside of your skin.
I've died a hundred times to ignore it.

It's okay to live a life others don't understand.

I've always loved the idea of not being what people expect me to be.


The universe has a different language that the world we live in uses, but it's not made up of 26 letters.
It's made up of cuts & bruises.
It doesn't write its words on paper, but it writes upon our skin;
So many dots & dashes that we can't tell where they begin.
We don't understand this language that the world we live in speaks, so we mistakes its poems & proses as a sign of being weak.
We hate our scars & bruises, hide them away so no one sees.
Instead of stating proudly, "Look at what the world wrote just for me", a lot of scars & bruises will slowly fade away.
There will always be a special few that the world will make sure stay, savour these scars & bruises.
For if you wait for enough time, you'll find someone with faith & love to decipher every line.

We revisit old feelings for the same reason we re-read books:
Comfort in words familiar even though we know the endings.

-- It's 4p in Pittsburgh on a Saturday.
-- It was so weird to be off last night beings that I'm supposed to be Monday-Friday. It happens, though. Before long, though, our Friday nights will get taken away from us.
-- Today's high is 85 & a chance of rain. We may or may not see some rain. It's been sunny all day, but that doesn't mean it won't change. As of right now, Friday-Sunday is optional if we want the hours. I told the one lady if she wants to come in on a Friday, I might come in with her. Who knows what will become of that.
-- What are your plans for tonight? My mom starts back to work tonight, so I'm keeping my dad company. I called my aunt over an hour ago to come over & she was supposed to, but she's not here yet. I hope she's okay!
-- I had to go into Cheswick last night to do fingerprints for work & there's absolutely nothing there. It reminded me of Monaca, a town in the next county. Kinda run down, bars lining on the main strip of town, factory or two of some sort.