Am I asking for too much?

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Dear Charlie,

dear–charlie:

The sky is pink and blue and purple and GOOD GAME DEPRESSION YOU ALMOST HAD ME YOU MOTHERFUCKER but you won’t take this life away from this beautiful earth - I am so present and alive and beautiful and there’s nothing you can do about that and you don’t even have a say in this.

Best regards, my body.

Beautiful

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“What ever happens, happens”
Nothing ever happened

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  • 8 years ago

And how am I suppose to explain to him all of my past tragedies. Now maybe the word “tragedies” is a little overreacting, but still I’ve been done wrong too many times that it’s not necessarily something that I like to talk about. I think the thing I’m most scared to talk about is Juan. When Fernando asked me if I had a boyfriend before I felt everything in me drop. Yes have, but then there’s Juan. Juan wasn’t my boyfriend, but he could have been. It was just too late. Imagine, imagine getting what you wanted for such a long time, but it being too late. Too late that you can’t even force yourself to want it anymore. That’s exactly what happened to me. I wanted nothing else in the world but to have Juan be my boyfriend and after so much it all got tiring. My family liked him that nothing stood in the way of us possibly being anything. And yet there was, Juan’s constant denial of his feelings. I don’t know why I still care. Truth is I won’t stop caring. Whether I don’t talk to him for days, or say he’s being petty, I know deep down I’m always going to care. I don’t like him as I did before. He can go be happy with someone else and I want nothing more than that, but still the thought of “is she good enough for him” or “that court have been me” still rises. It might be easy for people to say “move on” yet they don’t understand how much of an impact someone can have on oneself.

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  • 9 years ago

Dear Charlie,

dear–charlie:

I finally understand how feeling infinite feels.

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Dear Charlie,

dear–charlie:

Charlie, I’m happy

I feel so happy in want to cry. Because I have that one person that I know will make me happy for the rest of my life. I don’t have to worry about searching for someone else. Or go through anything else in my life without him because he’ll always be right there by my side. And I might sound young and nieve but I am 100% sure in my heart that there is no one else out there for me. Charlie I know that we might go through things in our lives that would make it seem like end all but I know that him and I can get through it. And I just feel so happy. I’ve never felt this kind of happiness and joy in my life Charlie and I’m so glad it’s coming from him.
Love always,
Kenzie
6/4/16

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Use the phrase “My understanding was…” instead of “I assumed…”

diaryofakanemem:

lifepro-tips:

If you use the phrase “I assumed…”, you’ll be viewed as having hastily jumped to a conclusion based on insufficient evidence.

If you use the phrase “My understanding was…”, people will merely think you misunderstood something, and will be far kinder to you (and in instances where what you misunderstood was something they said, they will often apologize, or fault themselves for not being more explicit).

This is especially useful in a professional/workplace environment. Telling your supervisor you “assumed” something typically results in a reprimand; saying “My understanding was…” will instead be attributed to a miscommunication, or a lack of clarity in their original instructions.

I starting using this and it has avoided so many arguments 🙌🏾

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