I’m reminded, every now and again, how bad an idea it is to fuck with me. Because even though I’m one of the nicest people deep down, I hold a huge ass grudge and if you continually show me you don’t respect me… why the hell should I respect you?
Okay end rant… I’m just seriously astonished at the bold faced lying of most people, especially when it comes to dating.
“You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting-
over and over announcing your place
In the family of things.”—"Wild Geese," Mary Oliver (via commovente)