Randomly the other day I looked in the mirror and raised one eyebrow.
I’m not sure how, seeing as I have tried and tried to accomplish the fete and only ended up making some amazingly goofy faces in the process. :D
But I did it.
And I suppose the only reason I desired to..
Was to say I could.
Otherwise, it’s just a silly little facial spasm… A facial muscle that not everyone stretches… Or something else along the same lines.. Haha.
Oh well, Good luck, adventurers of the facial expression sort!
Love!
Sep 04, 2006, 10:12AM PDT | 1 cheer | 0 comments
These days it seems like what matters most is How many friends you have on myspace.. Whether or not you have the new Fendi bag… or if Nick and Jessica are making eachother jealous. But shouldn’t life be more than that? More than empty tabloid articles.. more than hours spent overanalyzing your latest outfit… Shouldn’t it be? Loving without fear is more than loving those boyfriends or girlfriends we dive into relationships with. It’s more than saying I love you then turning around and telling someone else you hate the person you proclaimed you just loved. Loving without fear is loving through the good and bad. Loving someone, regardless of the possibilites of getting your heart broken.. regardless of the potential of their departure from this world. Love shouldn’t be a conditional thing. Something in which you love someone on certain days and ignore them on others. Let’s love. Love eachother. And ourselves. Free from fear and whatever deceit the world attempts to bring into our lives. Love. And mean it.
<33
Jun 21, 2006, 02:03PM PDT | 2 cheers | 1 comment
Pictures capture our memories. Allow us to recall moments that would otherwise be.. not forgotten, but shoved back to the deepest corners of our minds and not dredged up very often. But they do other things too. Personally, when I see pictures of flowers growing out of asphalt or other surfaces that seemingly do not have any possibilty of growing any sort of vegetation, it reminds me that beautiful things can come out of the most dreary conditions. Pictures help remind us of things. They allow us to go other places… See things we otherwise might not, allow us to imagine ourselves in differnt places… time periods… be different people. Because they capture us. Save who we were at the exact moment they were taken. We change. The pictures don’t. And I want more.
More things that stay completely constant.
<3
Jun 09, 2006, 08:09PM PDT | 1 cheer | 1 comment
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