Puzzle

 

Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it’s all over. It’s amazing when two strangers become the best of friends, but its sad when the best of friends become two strangers.

You can just feel the details. The bits and pieces you never bothered to put into words. And you can feel these extreme moments... even if you don't want to. You put these together, and you get the feel of a person. Enough to know how much you miss them... and how much you hate the person who took them away.

Even though we’ve changed and we’re all finding our own place in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face, we’ll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we’re not all still friends.

Cause true friendship isn’t about being there when it’s convenient; it’s about being there when it’s not.

Putrefaction

 

Being perfect is not about that scoreboard out there. It’s not about winning. It’s about you and your relationship with yourself, your family and your friends. Being perfect is about being able to look your friends in the eye and know that you didn’t let them down because you told them the truth. And that truth is you did everything you could. There was one more thing you could’ve done. Can you live in that moment as best you can, with clear eyes, and love in your heart, with joy in your heart? If you can do that gentleman - you’re perfect!

- Friday Night Lights

Hell-o

Hello, hello!

Long time no see. I hid cause I’m pretty sure my dogs have been reading my blog. So I stopped posting haha

It’s fucking 2010, which has been a magical year. Lotsa storm clouds gather, and sublime the cumulonimbus.

So, here I am. I’m ready to kick-ass!