Music..thoughts..the regular for me.

I so should be sleeping right now because the alarm is going to go off in about 5 hours but sleep for the weak and it doesn't technically matter.

So I went to Target tonight and bought some super cute stuff including an Ingrid Michaelson CD who just speaks to my soul at the moment. And on my 30 minute drive home (the whole night was pointless tbh) minus the cute stuff I bought at Target before hand.

Beautiful song. I've always liked this song. It doesn't describe how I'm feeling but it's such a pretty song and I've loved it for years.

I love this song. Currently my favorite (aside from Blake Shelton stuff atm). Like why do we bother? Honestly. For what? Catchy song and I love it.

As I scrolled tumblr and twitter when I came home tonight, someone posted this and it speaks to the soul.

It's gonna hurt because it matters. 
Truest thing I have ever read.

And with that, the 6AM is going to come in a blink of an eye.

xoxo

Cute music stuff.

Since my last post was kind of all over the placce, I decided to post my favorite song at the moment. (The music video is the cutest ever too...)

These are the things that you learn when your heart wants to burn, burn, burn. 

Knowing she's mad or she's really just drunk. 

Existence..Importance..late night random thoughts.

I had this great idea to get to sleep early yet here I sit, awake listening to a combination of my favorite music (TFIOS soundtrack, Taylor Swift and some Blake Shelton) with chai tea. So I can't promise that song lyrics won't show up.

Where to start....hmm. I wrote a Facebook post earlier tonight about existence but I ended up deleting it because I figured I'd just write more about it here. I think as people we wish our existence would be enough for people, that knowing our existence is present would actually matter but truth be told, it doesn't. People can pretend that it does but it totally doesn't. Our existence only matters to us and it only matters to people when it's convenient. Funny how that works.

The other thing is about opportunities. Opportunities are present to people to do what they will with them and if they miss out on them, that's on them. That one is kinda like karma for me. Give it some time and they'll realize what they missed out on. They may realize it a few hours from that point, but most likely a few days and at that point, it'll simply be a missed opportunity. What truly gets me though is people ask me something, I give them an opportunity and they don't take it. But that's okay. That's perfectly fine actually.

What if your heart was full of love, could you give it up....

There's some quote I came across on Tumblr a few weeks ago about how if you think everyone has the same heart as you, you'll be disappointed. This has come to fruition in many aspects of my life. By nature, I just have a good heart. At this point, I wish I didn't. I'm that person who people know they can call at 10pm or 3am. I'm also that person who is constantly making time for people. And it's not that I get upset when that isn't reciprocated, it's more like a defeat, a disappointment, to be honest.

One of my funniest yet most genuine friends wrote an essay a few months and the tag line was actions speak louder than what we say. Ever since I heard it, that's the line I use when people say stuff to me. Sure, you can tell me I'm your best friend, that I'm so important, and all other compliments that I would normally love to hear but when push comes to shove and you can't be bothered to demonstrate that through your actions, then what is the point really.

And that was the moment I knew.

I guess it goes back to our own existence. Our existence doesn't matter to anyone else, despite us hoping it would be and despite the words of others. And maybe our existence is important to someone, someone out there, and they haven't realized it yet. And maybe they never will. It's kind of one of those things that I ponder.

Come on skinny love, just last the year. We were never here. 

But despite all those not so great feelings I'm feeling atm, I know those will pass. I know come tomorrow or the day after, they won't matter as much as they do now. But I think more than all that,t he worst feeling is fear. There was this quote on tumblr about how the worst goodbye is knowing you won't say hello again and I think that's something that just eats at my soul. I've known people who were important to me once and I never thought I'd lose that. But I did. And I don't know what I'm trying to say here, I just know that it spoke to me.

Anyway, now that I've rambled on far too long. I'm going to post some cute things/things that speak to me at the moment.

Sorry, the typical girl in me is such a sap for Nicholas Sparks.

I just love everything about fall. Scarves, sweaters, leaves, apple picking, pumpkin everything.

There's no picture for it but I love fairs this time of year. Everything is just super pretty.

So yeah, a little bit of my random late night thoughts and things I like.

If your heart was full of love, would you give it up....

Lines from TFIOS soundtrack may appear throughout this blog so there's that.

I just feel so much, my biggest character flaw, tbh. Sometimes I wish I was one of those people who could just turn off emotions, feelings, thoughts. And as much as I'm feeling right now, I just don't want to write about it all because it'll make me emotional, sad and a whole bunch of other crap..totally fun times. Not.

Anyway, I'm going to post some of my favorite sayings from Tumblr that I came across, stuff that really spoke to me.

Some random thoughts......I wonder if it's easier to just feel so little instead of feeling so much. I feel like it's one of those terrible, unanswerable questions.

And the other thing is, do you shut yourself off from such a good feeling to save yourself from hurt, ending, ect? I don't know...you can either lose out on something to save yourself from feeling so much or you can hold onto it for as long as possible but then realistically lose it. I don't know which is better or worse. Both sound like less than stellar options. 

Keeping yourself locked away is never a good option but I see why people do it. It guards them. It guards them from feeling too much..from caring too much.

I don't know what my point of that was but yeah...it's kind of funny, not really though.

To get away from all the emotional, feeling too much, stuff, I'll post some of my other favorite things. Since fall is my favorite season, most of these will be my favorite things in fall.

 This picture was just cute and cozy and all fall-ish so yeah.

 Nights are just beautiful and cool and just all picturesque.

 Pumpkin Spice everything.

Some of my favorite songs at the moment: 

                                         

Uncertainty....

The air was cold but something 'bout it felt like home somehow. 

(Don't mind me if random Taylor Swift lyrics show up. Her album comes out in like a month so I'm super excited)

Anyway...I tempted to write this earlier but with my allergies, it kinda made it difficult to see the screen in front of me. This is just going to be a lot of random things.

You know those moments when you think of a bad memory? As much as you'd wish to forget them or erase them from your mind entirely, you can't. I remember it like it was just yesterday. The words were cold and it felt like an elephant was crushing my chest (you know like in that commercial). It was like the wind was knocked out of me. I didn't understand and it hurt. I remember the voice too, so cold, dismissive and as much as I've tried to forget that memory, it's in the back of my mind and sometimes it comes into the forefront. As much as I would love to protect my heart from that again, my head knows it could very possibly happen again. And I don't like those odds.

I had a conversation with someone about this very same thing a few weeks ago. I don't necessarily believe it but he said something pretty fitting "Regretting something not done is worse than regretting something done." For anyone who knows me even remotely, I'm not a very emotional person. I like to keep things close to the vest, as they say. There are very few people who have seen me at my worst, I try to keep it that way. But once it happens, I find myself vulnerable and I'm not used to that feeling. I don't like it much.

There are people that we're just comfortable with. I can't really explain it. It's one of those things where just their company makes you comfortable. Let it be friends, family or anyone else for that matter. It's a really nice feeling but over the last few months I've learned that someone you may feel utterly comfortable with today may not be tomorrow. And you don't know when that's going to happen and that's the worse part. Knowing that people who have seen a glimpse of your soul, your being, may not always be there. I don't really know where I'm going with any of this. It's kinda one big circle at this point. But I feel like as people, we want to be good to other people in hopes that it will be reciprocated on some level or another but the unfortunate part is that it's usually not. Usually you're trying so hard hoping for something. I guess that just means that some people have a better heart than others.

It would've felt like a million shining stars had just aligned and I would've been so happy. 

I don't know how to word this without it sounding so negative. It really isn't. Things kinda just feel at a stand still. I think part of it has to do with the fact that a lot of people I once knew are figuring out their lives. Don't get me wrong, I really do like classes but for some reason, I'm just not feeling it. The best way to even remotely explain it is just a ball of uncertainty.

For the last few months I've also had this car shopping/looking thing lingering. That is almost resolved. Hopefully.

If there is anything about me to learn from any of this, the idea of uncertainty isn't pleasing to me.

As really lame and sappy as this is going to sound, when I think about the uncertainty and it starts to overwhelm me, I think about a wonderful evening I just had pretty recently. It wasn't anything out of the ordinary, it was just really nice. Just laying there and talking about things. I don't know how to really explain this one either but it was just nice for me to be able to talk to someone without holding anything back. Lame I know. I've turned into a pretty lame and sappy person. My bad.

What about...

I have this really bad tendency to pour my heart to the keyboard at all hours of the night when normal people are asleep. But since my sleeping schedule is so messed up at the moment, I'll just have to be okay with my night owl tendencies. It's a bad idea to attempt to write this while I listen to the TFIOS soundtrack as the movie comes out next week but it's just so pretty and I can't wait to buy the movie....okay moving on!(I'll just continue to quote the song lyrics as I'm totally lame like that)

We know full well there's just time

I don't know what it is. Maybe losing a once dear friend made me realize that there will people you never thought you'd lose and you do. And it's not even because I'm sad I lost her. She has a crap ton of karma coming to her and that's on her but I mean generally...there are people who touch your heart so greatly and you think they'll be part of your life for a really long time but reality came knocking and made me realize that despite people claiming to always be there, there will come a time where they won't.

Most people don't know this about me, only those who really know me do, I have this tendency to care about other people way more than I care about myself. I wish that wasn't the case. I have an incredibly good heart and that is usually a huge disadvantage to situations. And the majority of the time I wish I could turn it off. Not to sound self absorbed because I'm the furthest thing from that but I'm a good person. At least I try to be. And somewhere along the line that gets me incredibly hurt.

About a month ago, I said something, something that I thought was for the best. And I almost wish now I would have went with it. I don't like caring so much about people. Most people don't have good intentions or are self absorbed in some way. I don't know...I don't let people do anything for me, that's just in my nature but I just don't like this overwhelming caring feeling. I wish there was a button to turn it off. To turn it all off.

A few posts ago, I wrote about how with my now ex-best friend, it was a train crash waiting to happen and there was nothing I could to do stop it. I was right about that. It ended. It was already in motion. And while part of me doesn't like that a long friendship ended, I also came to realize she wasn't someone I wanted in my life any longer. But I feel that again. It's not the same thing. It's actually two different things but they feel similar. And there was one other time I felt like this and I was right about that one. It crushed me in ways I couldn't even depict enough in this post. I've kinda gone on in circles about this but I guess what I'm trying to say is that when your heart is in something, it's only a matter of time before it all crashes and burns around you. So the question becomes do you let it or not?

They will come, they will go, make us special...

But even more than all of that, I think the worst part of it is knowing things can and most often times will change after a certain situation. It's almost like that train crash that you know is inevitable but you can't stop it.Things can be great and then after you give into something, it changes. I think about two specific instances when I mention this. The first was an eye opener. It taught me a lot. I'm not thankful it happened but I'm thankful of what it taught me. The second...it taught me some stuff too. It was one of those things that you wanted something to work so badly, thinking it would change everything. That one was probably my biggest regret. Because once you allow yourself to be vulnerable, you're opening yourself up to a lot of things you don't need. A lot of hurt, a lot of mistakes. The whole idea of being vulnerable is not pleasing to me. But once it happens, there's no really taking it back.As much as I'd like to turn it off. Hell, I'd like to turn off a lot.....

It's been a lot of ramblings. Too many actually.

I'd kill for a little simplicity. That would be nice.

For Good...

 (And yes..I titled this from Wicked. I'm a musical lover at heart.)

I attempted to write this last night but I was just so emotional. Everything from this week has just caught up to me. It's been an emotionally draining week.

I lost someone that I believed to be my best friend. There are a few things I kept quiet about these last few months. Something in particular. But as I thought about it, it didn't really concern me. But it bothered me that was completely fine with telling people untrue things. And for what? To make herself look better. But like I said, it wasn't my problem.

But what really pushed the envelope was something she said about me. It was meant to be funny but because I'm a relatively private person I don't feel the need to express every detail of my very private life with people. But what really got me, more than that, was something she said about someone I deeply care about. Totally uncalled for. That hurt. It hurt that she thought that but it hurt even more that she thought it was okay to express such a mean, negative opinion.

But even despite that, I was willing to put that all behind. Because our friendship has been going on for years. As hard as I tried to put those things behind me, it still hurt. But I was getting there.

The one thing about me that people need to know is that I can be the friendliest person, a social butterfly, to those I know/comfortable with. But put me in a situation with people I don't know, people who can be offensive, inappropriate, then there's a problem. That was another issue I was having. I voiced that, she seemed to understand.

Next day I get wind of a situation about these people. And my decision was made. There was no way in hell I'd spend time with those people. I'm nice and sweet and great to everyone (I really do try!) but say something inappropriate, offensive to me, all bets are off. But what still gets me mad (even though I really have to let it go) is that she was more concerned about having a drunkfest party rather than spending her best friend there. That's okay though. I'll remember that. I'll also remember how I haven't seen my favorite person since April and she knew this but the drunkfest party was more important than working things out with her best friend.

2. For anyone who has ever heard me talk about my brother, they mostly hear me say that he is a royal pain and drives me up a wall. Most of the summer was spent letting him in at all hours of the night when I was trying to go to sleep. So needless to say, I was annoyed. But without going into much detail on here, he's had some trouble lately and he'll be gone for the next two months. I can't even begin to explain how quiet the house is without him. And as annoying as he can be especially when he sees me smiling as I text my boyfriend, he was often mocking me, I totally miss him. It didn't hit me until last night. I was at work and he called and I've been thinking about it ever since. We  have the whole 5 years apart age difference thing going so usually we're at each others' throat but it's just so weird without him.

3. Lastly, someone I once knew reached out to me. Someone I would be glad to never hear from ever again. It's too long to explain. But to keep things simple, it was someone who hurt me immensely, broke my trust and made me feel less than on a constant basis. But that's a period of time, I would like to forget if at all possible. Anyway, this person is moving and when I heard the news, I felt sad. Fucked up right? I got over that sadness real quick though.

This is probably the longest post I've written but a lot of this has been weighing heavily on me this last week or so. And I'm sorry to anyone who actually reads through the whole thing.

I've heard it said that people come into our lives for a reason, bringing something we must learn and we are led to those who help us most to grow if we let them. (Again, sorry for the musical reference but Wicked is epic so there)

After all of that depressing stuff, I think a little bit of happiness is in order. On Friday, I got to spend some time with my very amazing boyfriend. He is just wonderful and amazing. And I can't say enough good things about him. But I don't want become overly sappy.