Over-analyzing is its own insanity. And us women are known best for doing it. But are we wrong to perceive some of the chivalrous and overly “kind” actions that men go about doing as gestures of love? Where do we draw that line between “he loves me” and “there’s nothing more to this” ? We can’t turn to logic and sound judgment to help us out. Our womanly intuition is off the charts all because these feelings have blurred our vision and what was previously so black and white has now turned gray. It’s exciting and terrifying. Now we’re put in this spot and forced to make a decision:
Should I tell him and risk what we have?
or
Should I let it go and forever ponder over the possibility that he may have felt the same way?
For most women this will probably be one of the greatest decisions they’ll ever have to make. It’s bigger than choosing their life career. It’s bigger than deciding which post-secondary institution they want to go to. Why? Because their hearts are involved. And because of that..most women will choose option 2. It’s not being pessimistic and it’s not being cynical. Women guard their hearts like they guard their children, family, and friends. Because they are precious and irreplaceable. The pain of losing/breaking it is utterly unbearable and entails a long healing process which could leave the woman scarred for life. So, with all that in mind, when do we women decide to take that step? When do we come out of our protective shells and risk it all? I wish it was cut and dry. I wish I had the answer. This is open to all thought-provoking opinions..
On a side note: A part of me wants to say I hate men but all jokes aside, I know guys go through and feel the same way we gals do but in a different level and to a different extent. I’m not bashing men. Men are cool beans.
V: Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.
[carves V into poster on wall]
V: The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.
[ giggles]
V: Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Only Hugo Weaving could deliver such a brilliant performance. This leaves me in puddles.
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep… wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you’re just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have YOU.. the one who turns to his friends and says, “that’s her”…
I don’t pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you.
If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
~ 1 Corinthians 13
The goal of this command is love, which comes from a pure heart and a good conscience and a sincere faith.
~ 1 Timothy 1:5
What is LOVE to you?
MY SOUL, MY SOUL MAGNIFIES THE LORD
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2:24
i was about to tell you yesterday.. or the other day.. when we were talking at church..
2:25
that you live your life trusting Him more than I think you believe you do. i couldn’t imagine what you are going through, or what you went through..and you have your ‘down’ moments .. but ultimately, you radiate a light that trusts Him..
2:26
and that’s acknowledged by so many people.. more than you may even know. hah.
thanks, jus <3
“In three words, I can sum up everything I know about life: it goes on.”
- Robert Frost
just breathe..
i have a glass cup.
my glass cup is broken.
i love my glass cup.
how easy it is for us to take everything for granted.. to the homeless man i met in BMO tonight.. i’m not worried. thanks for opening my eyes..again.. and again.. and again. i hate sounding like a broken record but.. it is what it is. i forget how blessed we are. how blessed we are to come home ..to have loving friends and families.. it’s true.. greater things have yet to come and greater things are still to be done in this city. there’s much work to be done. lead the way, Father..
This song is nominated for a golden globe. Not surprised.
what the deuce ?
