that big yellow color block is awesome, love the molding at the bottom of the wall, and i really want one of those searchlights
I love you’ means that I accept you for the person that you are, and that I do not wish to change you into someone else. It means that I will love you and stand by you even through the worst of times. It means loving you even when you’re in a bad mood, or too tired to do the things I want to do. It means loving you when you’re down, not just when you’re fun to be with. ‘I love you’ means that I know your deepest secrets and do not judge you for them, asking in return that you do not judge me for mine. It means that I care enough to fight for what we have and that I love you enough not to let go. It means thinking of you, dreaming of you, wanting and needing you constantly, and hoping you feel the same about me.
There’s something about a rock show that gets me. It’s hits me hard in my black heart. It relaxes my mind and brings a smile to my face. The way the vibrations move from the stage to me, connecting me with a couple hundred other random strangers. My mind as been consumed lately of prolific rock star advice from the last dudes show I was at. Danny V proclaiming, One of the hardest lessons I have learned is to forgive myself. We all do things we regret but that’s actually how we evolve. Mistakes build substance. Forgiveness breeds tenancity. When you have been hurt by others and yourself it’s easier not to forgive.
It takes a exceptional strength to weave forgiveness to repair the damage. In relationships my friends and I sit divided. Some believe that you should actively nurture revenge. Get back at that person who left you battered and bruised. Yet somehow I think all that does is cultivate the dark. That person will evolve only to hurt you more. It does not elevate the pain but rather feeds it! Leaving it smoldering and constant. Instead sow the light. Send a little love and sunshine their way and forgive them. Do the same for your self. Learn to forgive yourself. And as Danny V says between hard rock beats and swigs of beer, go call your Grandma, that’s important to.
Am I worth the leap?
Am I worth the falling for?
Am I worth the fear?
Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)