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(no subject) [Dec. 24th, 2007|01:44 pm]
the truth is, I'm a bundle of memories and feelings and joys and hurts and there is a lot of healing that is yet to be done. parts of me remain unreconciled to each other--where there should be love and acceptance there is still self-rejection and denial, an unwillingness to face the unfaceable. let me be the first to say that I have a ways to go, but I need to know that you trust me, that you accept me as I am and that you are willing to help me get where I need to be--that you are willing to share courage with me when I'm afraid, extend grace when I am empty, and ultimately that you will be willing to truly love me, and in doing so, teach me how to love myself.
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(no subject) [Aug. 13th, 2007|01:48 am]
ohhhh I am so head over heels it's ridiculous.

can't believe it's already been 5 months with him. it's been amazing.
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peace. [Feb. 25th, 2007|03:06 am]
[mood |satisfiedsatisfied]

this feels good.
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(no subject) [Dec. 14th, 2006|02:41 am]
I am a silly girl.

but the truth is, I'm still a little nervous about winter break. it always comes back.

good thing I'll be doing the whole san fran, st. louis, new york deal...keep my mind on different things, new things.

oh, the holidays.
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(no subject) [Sep. 8th, 2006|04:55 pm]
are you really out there?
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(no subject) [Aug. 24th, 2006|11:27 pm]
You would be so much easier to get over if you weren't such a beautiful person.

Hello, Connie....move ON time, 1 2 3!
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(no subject) [Aug. 7th, 2006|01:47 pm]
life can be so overwhelming. I'm trying to remember how to take time to breathe, to take life as it comes, one day at a time.

God, help me not to lose sight of your goodness.
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(no subject) [Jun. 4th, 2006|11:19 pm]
[music |Damien Rice - Volcano]

I'm invincible

I'm invisible

I am starved for your attention
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I love this kinda stuff. [Apr. 25th, 2006|11:35 am]

The Five Love Languages

My primary love language is probably
Quality Time
with a secondary love language being
Acts of Service.

Complete set of results

Quality Time: 9
Acts of Service: 7
Words of Affirmation: 7
Physical Touch: 6
Receiving Gifts: 1


Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don't understand our partner's requirements, or even our own. We all have a "love tank" that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others.


Translated, I guess this means that the way that I can tell if someone loves/cares for me is primarily through whether or not he or she decides to put time out of his/her schedule to spend time with me & listen to me, followed by his/her willingness to do things for me (putting my interests before their own) and taking the time to affirm and encourage me. (In other words, this is the way that I express my love for people, too: through spending time with them, trying to help them in whatever ways I can, trying to encourage them with my words.) Physical touch is important, but it definitely doesn't mean as much as the other things to me... and receiving gifts, yeah, that's definitely right. My way of loving on people isn't through spending money on them; I guess that's because that's not what I value myself. Homemade gifts = amazing, though. I think time + thoughtfulness is what equates to love for me.

Find out what YOUR love language is!
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(no subject) [Apr. 9th, 2006|01:09 pm]
I have been holding my breath, for too many nights in a row
and somewhere on coastlines unknown to me, you paint your dreams
with reds and blues and greens.
yea you're painting daffodils by the sea,
without me
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