MY On: My Loss

In him I see me..
Innocent and free..
In her I see you
Gay & dainty with a spirit pure & true.
Like my brother I chose to live
And my soul I sought to deceive
Live fast die freely my mantra
No knowing pain would be my end tantra
In them I see us
And I see in a glimpse what I now consider my loss.

MY

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O on: I wish I was 10 again

Do you remember when...your close friends became strangers, lollipops turned into cigarettes, the innocent ones turned into sluts, homework goes in the trash, soda became vodka, kisses turned into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst thing you could get from boys/girls were cooties? Dads shoulders were the highest place on earth and mom was your hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest, the only drug you knew was cough medicine, wearing a skirt didn't make you a slut, the only thing that hurt you was skinned knees and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? And we just couldn't wait to grow up....

Someone sent me that and it had me thinking...

I'm grown up now and I wish I was 10 again. So I could go back to worrying about not making the commendation list and not thinking about not making the bills this month.

I wish I was a kid again and I didn't have to worry about anything...

I wish I could go back to the years when friends became enemies for only 5 minutes.

When you looked forward to every birthday with glee.

When I'm sorry and please made your problems disappear.

When everything was so simple and lacked complication.

The kicker is though...if I did get my wish to be 10 again.... I'll of course be dreaming of "when I'm older" and the cycle continues..

If only these kids know what "being older holds in store"


Maldito Sea!!! to borrow a phrase from MY.

O

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M on: Selah...

You may not be their first, their last, or their only. They felt for someone before, they may feel for someone again but if that person has feelings for you now, what else matters?

They are not perfect.... You're not either. The two of you may not be perfect together but if they can make you laugh, cause you to think twice and admit to being human and making mistakes.... Hold on to them and give the most you can.

They may not thinking about you every second of every day but if they gives you a part of them they know you can break... Don't hurt, don't change, don't analyse and don't expect more than they can give

Smile when they make you happy, let them know when they make you mad and miss them when they're not there.

The emote thoughts of M adapted from the words of Bob Marley in celebration of Marley Day 2010
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