Sunday, May 15, 2011

Find Love.

Maybe I don't understand the feeling of a broken heart. People go saying they love someone yelling to the world what they feel, and then things go wrong. So what could I say to make this people feel better, I don't have any medicine or magic words to make them feel better. We are looking for love, someone we can love us as much as we love them. So we ask if that kind of person is out there for us?  if we do we do find it , Does that avoid the pain, disappointment.... and the most important question.. Does it last? 

Questions, that's all we have, but to actually have concrete and get the right answers we have to live, because nothing can replace experience. 

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Do you ever wonder?

Do you ever wonder when is the precisely moment, the exactly time when someone stop believing in you? When someone doesn’t care about you….because I have. I think about it all the time.  I think about it every day. Does it matter? Maybe it doesn’t, but I cannot stop asking myself when someone you love stop thinking about you, and begin to forget you.  Is that they lie so well and pretend they don’t care because, damn is a pretty good acting. We care, we try, we fail, and so what’s left? Disappointments and sadness and...... lot more things. 

Friday, May 6, 2011


Love is change. Love changes us in all sorts of different ways. Why would we want it to change someone we love? Love has this thing that I cannot explain, this something that makes people look brighter, happier and smile more. Every love is total different and some ways are the same, when you love, things don’t matter, because you have important task to do and is to keep that person happy. I think no everyone understands what love really means or maybe they do and they are just stupid enough to ruin it. There are the people who won’t say I LOVE YOU because that are afraid that it won’t last, some cheat because they have no courage enough to say what they feel and try to fix what is broke, the ones that say I LOVE YOU when they don’t mean it and are the ones that I hate the most, the ones that try to change the one they say they love, but for me that is not love, because if you do love someone you wouldn’t change them.

I don’t mean that if someone is a bad person you won’t try to change it to be better person,  because you love them this way. What I actually mean is that the little things that annoy you from others and you find this person who does the same but in some weird way you find it adorable, that right there is when I mean you wouldn’t change that person.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011


I saw a tweet today that said: The hardest part when someone lies to you is to know that you didn’t worth the truth.

I do not agree with this. I think we lie for many reasons, some reason might look good, we lie because we don’t want that person to know the true, sometimes we lie because we have no choice, and sometimes we just lie because we can. I think lies are very difficult matter to understand, because we might lie to protect someone, ….yeah I know what you are thinking, that might sound stupid but there are cases when we are not the  ones to suppose to tell the truth, so we lie. I personality feel that what it hurts the most when someone tell you a lie is not that we are not worth it, I think that is crap that people made up. I think that what really hurts us, is the fact that that person didn’t trust us enough to tell the truth.

I also think we are hypocrites when it comes to lies. I mean everyone lies, everyone. So we go in the world saying that what we hate the most is someone that lies to us, but do we ever think about the fact that we lie for no reasons sometimes? Do we ever think that the lies we told can also hurt someone? I think we don’t. So next time we judge someone for telling lies to us, check yourself if you are as honest as you pretend you are.

Monday, May 2, 2011

Do we know?

Do we really know what are we doing? We go in life like we know what we are doing like we understand everything  feeling badass. But the truth is that we have no idea the thing we do, or why we do it. We go on life having no idea of the consequences that might have in our future. I mean no one knows how to live the perfect life, we are all learning how to do it. The only thing we know is survive, live, fight for what we want and be grateful for what we have.

What we do is what define us. 

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Last Sacrifice Quotes.

What was love, really? Flowers, chocolate, and poetry? Or was it something else? Was it being able to finish someone's jokes? Was it having absolute faith that someone was there at your back? Was it knowing someone so well that they instantly understood why you did the things you did—and shared those same beliefs?" 
 Richelle Mead (Last Sacrifice)

I loved you!" he yelled. He jumped up out of his chair so quickly I never saw it coming. "I loved you, and you destroyed me. You took my heart and ripped it up."
— Richelle Mead (Last Sacrifice)

I bet you never thought the hardest part of finding your ‘saviorʹ would be getting her mom to let her stay out past curfew."
— Richelle Mead (Last Sacrifice)

"You said you were a victim. That's why...that's why ultimately, you and I aren't matched for each other. In spite of everything that's happened, I've never though of myself that way. Being a victim means you're powerless. That you won't take action. Always...always I've done something to fight for myself...for others. No matter what."
— Richelle Mead (Last Sacrifice)

That's a dangerous look," said Dimitri, giving me a brief glance before returning his eyes to the road.
"What look?" I asked innocently.
"The one that says you just got some idea."
"I didn't just get an idea. I got a great idea."
— Richelle Mead (Last Sacrifice)

"You have an interesting set of morals," he observed. "Breaking out of jail is okay. But steal a car, and you sound totally outraged."
— Richelle Mead (Last Sacrifice)

"My death will not be penciled on someone's calendar."
— Richelle Mead (Last Sacrifice)

What?" I asked uneasily. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

He shook his head, the smile rueful now. "Because sometimes, a person can get so caught up in the details that they miss the whole. It's not just the dress or the hair. It's you. You're beautiful. So beautiful, it hurts me."
— Richelle Mead (Last Sacrifice)

"Ah, my daughter,ʺ he said. ʺEighteen, and already youʹve been accused of murder, aided felons, and acquired a death count higher than most guardians will ever see.ʺ He paused. ʺI couldnʹt be prouder."
— Richelle Mead (Last Sacrifice)

Character of the week: George Orwell.

For a creative writer possession of the “truth” is less important than emotional sincerity.
In a time of universal deceit – telling the truth is a revolutionary act.
Man is the only creature that consumes without producing. He does not give milk, he does not lay eggs, he is too weak to pull the plough, he cannot run fast enough to catch rabbits. Yet he is lord of all the animals.
All the war-propaganda, all the screaming and lies and hatred, comes invariably from people who are not fighting.
Who controls the past controls the future. Who controls the present controls the past.
The essence of being human is that one does not seek perfection.
The best books… are those that tell you what you know already, but you forgot.
Freedom is the right to tell people what they do not want to hear.
Whoever is winning at the moment will always seem to be invincible.
People can foresee the future only when it coincides with their own wishes, and the most grossly obvious facts can be ignored when they are unwelcome.

Why we care what people say or think about us?

It is so bad to do things we want it to? Maybe this is my way of be. I don't know why it matters so much what people think about us. Why it's so important what others think and say about us. We would be lot happier if we didn't pay attention to what they say. It hurts when you respect someone so much and when that person tells you  what they think about you, it can make you so vulnerable. This is the power of words. It can make you feel.... I don't know just bad, because at the end of the day what makes us feel bad is not what people say, is who says it.

You give them the power to hurt you. Maybe if we were, at least if I was one of that kind of person who don't care what others say, my life would be much easier.