this heart's on fire
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30 Things to Stop Doing to Yourself
#1 & #20 were my resolutions for 2011 and I couldn’t agree with them more:
1. “Stop spending time with the wrong people. – Life is too short to spend time with people who suck the happiness out of you. If someone wants you in their life, they’ll make room for you. You shouldn’t have to fight for a spot. Never, ever insist yourself to someone who continuously overlooks your worth. And remember, it’s not the people that stand by your side when you’re at your best, but the ones who stand beside you when you’re at your worst that are your true friends.”
2. “Stop wasting time explaining yourself to others. – Your friends don’t need it and your enemies won’t believe it anyway. Just do what you know in your heart is right.”
It’s funny how words spoken over the telephone can change the course of a life. Can mold it into something you never wanted it to be. Like clay. Shaped into the unthinkable. Words that, apparently, the speaker can’t touch—can’t revise, can’t edit, can’t retract. The clay placed into a kiln, inducing irreversible changes—never to be pliable, reimagined, or scrapped entirely. Thousands of degrees that tattooed the words on a heart. Words that danced upon countless telephone wires, thousands of miles away. To reach your ear. Your heart. Your mind. Never to be forgotten. Never to be erased.
Silly words. Just words. Unsure words. Unconfident words. Clumsy words. Blurted to fill air.
Words.
Words that, even if the speaker smashed the ceramic against a concrete wall, would never be forgotten by the listener. Shards of remembrance.
Words.
YOU DUMB FUCKING SLUT.
I’m sick of offering my heart & soul to people who don’t give a fuck. Why don’t I focus my energies on the people who do care? Fuck.
I just miss my old-time friends. The ones I can count on to be there for me and have a good time no matter what.



