fathers, be good to your daughters
for daughters will love like you do...
i can only hope i'll make someone else that lucky.
you're the best, papa.
i love you.
happy birthday.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Saturday, February 9, 2008
the v factor
for people who know who they are.
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v - you're doll. the only person i would let read my diary front to back and not be worried it has anything she wouldn't already know. considering how private i am with my thoughts, its stunning to me that i can say that. you're my best friend. crazy; spontaneous but at the same time, so so very not. incredibly mature - so much so you can ask yourself to be naive. the bravest and most vibrant person i know. to me your face is an open book and you lie very badly, especially when you're forcing yourself to be noble. give it up already =). you've got a capacity to be completely honest with yourself in a way i've never seen before. it means you're often harder on yourself than anyone else would be. but thats okay. to make up for all that, we have the princess shoes. the princess creams. and The Executive Chair. =) you love yourself more than anyone else i know. and that in no way carries any negative connotation. i think its incredibly beautiful. dancer, free spirit. you might not know it, but you made me love dancing again and its something i can't repay - getting that little nudge to having the courage to let go. infj? i think a lot of it might be a product of how me and you has made me grow. not in obvious, dramatic ways. just slowly. don't need to get into what you mean to me. you know. we built it, and it'll last.
v - you're my rock. being with you and talking to you is incredibly comfortable. i probably don't know as many details about your past as i should after 2 years, but it doesn't make me feel like i know you any less. (though i'd like to know more...but know that even casual mentions, hints don't slip past my cognition. i remember everything you've ever told me. hehe is that a bit ominous?) i like that we sit around and laze, not talking. thats something you can't do with many people. i like that once in a while we can share outrageous things with each other and neither of us will blink an eye...it'll be accepted, sink into the flow...in a few seconds everything is as lethargic and normal as ever. i can't do that with anyone else. there's bonds between us that aren't tangible because they're not built on anything dramatic or huge. running in the mornings. motivation. puppies. cleaning up poop. going to the mess. sunday pamper sessions. yelling at bank managers. skinny jeans. a bit of music. you and me, we're founded on the normal. but its a foundation that underlies everything i do.
c - you're not a v person. i don't know how that happened. but bloody hell, i'm not letting you go. you're the person i count on most. i've complained that sometimes i feel like i'm on a pedestal and i'm so afraid of falling. i've shouted at you that i'm only human, so give me a break already. but to me, you're something above the day-to-day. you're going to blaze a trail through life and people will watch in wonder. because you are truly amazing. talented beyond words. singer. writer. painter. poet. philosopher. activist. dreamer. idealist. cynic. the one who solves my problems. the one who listens to me whine. the one who keeps me in line. the one who sees the worst in me and isn't afraid to say it. the one i know loves me unconditionally despite being able to see all that. ours is a funny friendship (is that even the word?), built on something that isn't quite logical. the power you have when it comes to me is astonishing; even i don't really understand it. you can make me doubt myself. you can make me cry where no one else can. you can make me, the person who doesn't believe in anger, furious. furious to the point of screaming 'fuck you' and storming away, leaving you standing in the middle of the road. you can make me feel like a complete idiot. but you also make me feel beautiful and treasured. like someone special, luminous. somehow, somewhere, you believe in me. smiling at you makes me feel happy. and when i smile at you, it is always real. don't forget.
v - you're a little four-legged critter that came as a complete surprise entry into my life. you're a little nightmare. you exhaust me. you frustrate me. you've shown me that i have stunning amounts of patience because no matter what you do, i can never be mad at you. i've cried for you. i've bled for you. i'm full of holes (and no, they are not pores). i'm full of love. i love you so much - you're my little munchkin pot. and now you're family.
v - i almost don't know what to say. what you are to me is everything perfect and inexplicable and right all rolled into one. beyond any expectations i ever had of anything in my life. cinematic razor sharp. you light everything up - being with you, talking to you, it feels like home. i know this isn't a masculine term (so forgive me in advance) but to me, you're beautiful. i think everything about you, everything you are, is beautiful. i never thought i'd say this to anyone, any boy or any man, but - i'm yours. you can have everything i am. because i want to share it with you. because i want to set the world on fire with you.
--
all of you make me who i am. you're the ones i love.
--
v - you're doll. the only person i would let read my diary front to back and not be worried it has anything she wouldn't already know. considering how private i am with my thoughts, its stunning to me that i can say that. you're my best friend. crazy; spontaneous but at the same time, so so very not. incredibly mature - so much so you can ask yourself to be naive. the bravest and most vibrant person i know. to me your face is an open book and you lie very badly, especially when you're forcing yourself to be noble. give it up already =). you've got a capacity to be completely honest with yourself in a way i've never seen before. it means you're often harder on yourself than anyone else would be. but thats okay. to make up for all that, we have the princess shoes. the princess creams. and The Executive Chair. =) you love yourself more than anyone else i know. and that in no way carries any negative connotation. i think its incredibly beautiful. dancer, free spirit. you might not know it, but you made me love dancing again and its something i can't repay - getting that little nudge to having the courage to let go. infj? i think a lot of it might be a product of how me and you has made me grow. not in obvious, dramatic ways. just slowly. don't need to get into what you mean to me. you know. we built it, and it'll last.
v - you're my rock. being with you and talking to you is incredibly comfortable. i probably don't know as many details about your past as i should after 2 years, but it doesn't make me feel like i know you any less. (though i'd like to know more...but know that even casual mentions, hints don't slip past my cognition. i remember everything you've ever told me. hehe is that a bit ominous?) i like that we sit around and laze, not talking. thats something you can't do with many people. i like that once in a while we can share outrageous things with each other and neither of us will blink an eye...it'll be accepted, sink into the flow...in a few seconds everything is as lethargic and normal as ever. i can't do that with anyone else. there's bonds between us that aren't tangible because they're not built on anything dramatic or huge. running in the mornings. motivation. puppies. cleaning up poop. going to the mess. sunday pamper sessions. yelling at bank managers. skinny jeans. a bit of music. you and me, we're founded on the normal. but its a foundation that underlies everything i do.
c - you're not a v person. i don't know how that happened. but bloody hell, i'm not letting you go. you're the person i count on most. i've complained that sometimes i feel like i'm on a pedestal and i'm so afraid of falling. i've shouted at you that i'm only human, so give me a break already. but to me, you're something above the day-to-day. you're going to blaze a trail through life and people will watch in wonder. because you are truly amazing. talented beyond words. singer. writer. painter. poet. philosopher. activist. dreamer. idealist. cynic. the one who solves my problems. the one who listens to me whine. the one who keeps me in line. the one who sees the worst in me and isn't afraid to say it. the one i know loves me unconditionally despite being able to see all that. ours is a funny friendship (is that even the word?), built on something that isn't quite logical. the power you have when it comes to me is astonishing; even i don't really understand it. you can make me doubt myself. you can make me cry where no one else can. you can make me, the person who doesn't believe in anger, furious. furious to the point of screaming 'fuck you' and storming away, leaving you standing in the middle of the road. you can make me feel like a complete idiot. but you also make me feel beautiful and treasured. like someone special, luminous. somehow, somewhere, you believe in me. smiling at you makes me feel happy. and when i smile at you, it is always real. don't forget.
v - you're a little four-legged critter that came as a complete surprise entry into my life. you're a little nightmare. you exhaust me. you frustrate me. you've shown me that i have stunning amounts of patience because no matter what you do, i can never be mad at you. i've cried for you. i've bled for you. i'm full of holes (and no, they are not pores). i'm full of love. i love you so much - you're my little munchkin pot. and now you're family.
v - i almost don't know what to say. what you are to me is everything perfect and inexplicable and right all rolled into one. beyond any expectations i ever had of anything in my life. cinematic razor sharp. you light everything up - being with you, talking to you, it feels like home. i know this isn't a masculine term (so forgive me in advance) but to me, you're beautiful. i think everything about you, everything you are, is beautiful. i never thought i'd say this to anyone, any boy or any man, but - i'm yours. you can have everything i am. because i want to share it with you. because i want to set the world on fire with you.
--
all of you make me who i am. you're the ones i love.
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