How To Never Give Up & Stop Feeling Like Crap

It's strange how one day you're able to go about your way and everything can come crashing down the next and you get cliched remarks about the highs and lows of life every time you accidentally let slip a rant. Which is in your case, quite frequently.

For those of us that aren't naturally privy to bouts of optimism, it's very difficult to keep chugging along, fall into a big pit halfway, dust ourselves off and chug along again, whilst ignoring the pain of the process.

Maybe there is something that I can turn to. I could give religion a shot.

Fundamentally, we all know that we have to keep on keeping on. Just have to figure out a way to numb myself while doing so.

I also understand that this has more to do with being a proclamation rather than an instructable. 

How To Be Easy

It would be easier if everyone just smiled and nodded and agreed to everything each other said. It would be easier if we all took pleasure in the simple things, like being able to scratch your nose whenever you could or putting one foot in front of another. It would be easier if we were nice to each other without expecting anything else in return. It would be easier if all of our dreams came true without having to go through seemingly endless trials. It would be easier if that person across the room would look our way all the time instead of the person on the other, far corner.

It would be easier if we could give up whenever things get too hard.

It would be easier if we just do, wouldn't it?

Awkward Humour

It's funny when the version of your life in your head, is vastly different to the one that you're living out right now.

And isn't it funny that sometimes you don't know why you've ended up where you are at this very moment.

And isn't it funny that, regardless of the approach you take, and the perspective you explore, you always feel like you're settling, and always wanting more?

I don't want to settle anymore. I don't care if I have to create you out of thin air, or whether or not you fit into this fictional "life plan" that I have, or that society and peer pressure has led me to believe, Opportunity, I will keep reaching for you no matter what. 

displacement complex

For the past 7 years, I have always woken up wishing to be somewhere else.

It didn't matter where I was, where I went, or for whatever well justified reason why I was at that particular location. There was always something missing. 

A person. A group of people. Certain ties and relationships. I always wished that I could bring them with me.

And I'm tired of feeling this way. 

I wish I could find contentment in just being where I am. Why do find it so so hard to live in the moment? 

There is no pause between do or die.

Sometimes I just want to give up.

Then I realize that it's time to get up.

Now You See It, Now You Don't

There's something wonderfully daring about...nude mesh panels. Haha not the first sentence you'd expect to see or think about on a Thursday morning but bear with me. I am currently incredibly hooked onto the TV series 'Revenge' (I KNOW I'm not alone here), and the costume selection grows more and more riveting along with the plot. The very attractive cast, the albeit unrealistic but dramatic cinematography and oh, the clothes. I have never noticed how delicate mesh paneling is, and how it holds together an outfit so intriguingly that people wonder about it from afar. It subdues overt sexiness and makes way for very interesting cuts.  And what girl wouldn't delight in being the centre of many an envious twitter in a crowded room?

Stella McCartney Spring 2012

Lela Rose Fall 2011

Emily VanCamp in Revenge

I'm sure I've put this up before but I can't stop staring at the Stella McCartney Fall 2011 collection

Boulee Scuba Dress

On a completely unrelated note

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Just forget, it will be too late to remember anyway

Sometimes I feel like I spend my time waiting on something that will never happen. There's so much participation, and overdrive of active commentary (or drivel, depends on how you look at it). Everyone wants and can have a say now, it's almost impossible to credit good listeners. ESPECIALLY on the Internet. Not that I'm complaining, I love social media and the spaces it has opened - letting us put forth our worthy 2 or 3 cents in a public sphere. Hear Hear. But sometimes, I think it's becoming more of a valuable rarity to take a step back, and listen. 

Buying into SOPA and censorship acts perhaps? I said listen, not consume. I mean selective reaction, not perpetual passiveness.