I have to
say, I love having a sister. She is awesome. I adore her. We love each other
and we get along. We don’t fight, and we talk all the time. We have lunch
dates, and cupcake dates, and coffee dates, and go over to each other’s house and
help clean dates. Yeah, we are those kind of sisters, the BEST kind of sisters.
Yep, I said it. This day, love is sisterly.
If you have a
sister, you should make sure that you love each other. They are, after all,
your blood, and they will ALWAYS be there.
Love
comes in all shapes and sizes. Today, it comes in the shape of four feet and
fur. I love my dogs, and they love me. They love me when my breath stinks, and
just after I have brushed my teeth. They love me when I have makeup on and when
I don’t. They love me when I am hyper, and when I am tired. They don’t care if
I brush my hair, or stay in my pj’s all day long. They are unconditional love.
Today,
I hope for you that you have a four legged, furry kind of love.
I’ve decided
that I should break the mold. I am not going to post a picture every day for 14
days, because for me, sometimes, songs say more than pictures. Sometimes, they
speak what we want to speak but can’t. Sometimes they lie, sometimes they are
true. Sometimes, love is simply like this.
The Truth
About Love
P!nk
The truth about love comes at 3am
You wake up fucked up and you grab a pen
And you say to yourself
I'm gonna figure it out, I'm gonna crack that code
Gonna break it break it down
I'm tired of all these questions
And, now it's just annoying
Cause, no one has the answer
So I guess it's up to me to find
The truth about love is it comes and it goes
A strange fascination it is lips on toes
Morning breath, bedroom eyes on a smiling face
Sheet marks, rug burn, and a sugar glaze
The shock and the awe that can eat you raw
Is this the truth about love
I think you just may be perfect
You’re the person of my dreams
I never ever ever ever been this happy
But now something has changed
And the truth about love is it's all a lie
I thought you were the one, and I hate goodbyes
Oh, you want the truth?
The truth about love is it's nasty it’s salty
It's the regret in the morning
It's the smelling of armpits
It's wings and songs
And trees and birds
It's all the poetry that you ever heard
Terror coup d’etat life line forget-me-nots
It's the hunt and the kill
The schemes and the plots
The truth about love is it's blood and it's guts
Purebreds and mutts
Sandwiches without the crust
It takes your breath ‘cause it leaves a scar
But those untouched never got never got very far
It's rage and it's hate
And a sick twist of fate
And that's the truth about love
The truth about love
I think it just may be perfect
You’re the person of my dreams
I never ever ever ever been this happy
But now something has changed
And the truth about love is it's all a lie
I thought you were the one and I hate goodbyes
Oh you can lose your breath and
Oh, you can shoot a gun and
Convinced you're the only one that's ever felt this way before
It hurts inside the hurt within and
It folds together pocket-thin and
It's whispered by the angels' lips and
It can turn you into a son of a bitch man
The truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is
Truth about love
Yep,
sometimes. Take it how you want to take it, think of me how you want to. I
don’t really care. This is my 14 days of love, and if you don’t believe those
lyrics, well, I feel sorry for you. Because they are true. The truth is,
sometimes love is wonderful, sometimes it is euphoric, and sometimes, it SUCKS.
Hoping your
day, today is full of love. The good kind, not the sucky kind.
Today
is day 2 of my 14 days of love challenge. Here you go.
This
picture is about friendship, and with friendship comes love. I know, I know, so
corny. Whatever, it is what it is. A little back story for you. I hate snow.
Don’t like the crap. Can’t stand it. Won’t drive in it. Totally home bound when
that shit hits. SO, in order to make the best of a really crappy situation, I
decided to show my bestie that I missed her and even went out in the snow to
show her, in writing, and a picture. I almost froze to death. Just to show her
that I miss her, and I love her. She knows (or she BETTER KNOW) how much love
that took for me to haul my ass out into frozen hell. So, today, love is writing
a message to your best friend in the snow.
Travel
on, blurb finished.
Wishing
you no snow, and WARM weather! Thanks to the Groundhog (AKA Woodchuck), we are
predicted to have an early spring. HURRY UP ALREADY! I’m turning into an ice
cube here! (Bestie, don’t even begin to tell me how cold it is there. I would
be DEAD. You are stronger than I am, and clearly more warm blooded.)
Signing
off with visions of daffodils dancing in my head.