" It's pointless sometimes to do the right thing. All is fair in love & war? There's no handbook or playbook given to everyone at conception. If there is, I slept through that meeting & I'd really like to get my hands on those notes. I think I remember seeing a label on the back of my ex's head as he was walking out the door. It read: WARNING: Contents may be Flammable & Hazardous to your health. Haven't we all felt like that? The stakes are high when all your cards are on the table & in there somewhere is usually the Queen of Hearts, but as your shuffling the deck & you notice in your cards an Ace of Healthy Kids, A Spade of Wild sex, and a Club of Good Conversation, you better thank the lord you picked a good hand.
Call me an addict- I'll sport that badge proudly. Addicted to Love, label me crazy. When you're done with the need to categorize me, you simply might find a 36 year old woman who knows what she wants: Fun, Respect, Adoration, & someone who believes a little toe licking never hurt anyone. I admire people who wear their hearts on their sleeves. At least you know what your dealing with from the start. Life's to short to pretend , and anything else then the truth is a waste of time. It's the belief in each other that sets us free and empowers us with the strength to forgive; its to painful and exhausting to hold onto grudges. Time can only make you bitter. Everything is a choice.. I choose Life & Happiness, I choose Love and sex. My eyes are open, fear is no longer a motivator, or the Devil on my shoulder. Freedom.
I pray for those who have hurt me. As I realize now, that to inflict pain on someone you must fill your own 10acres as well. Everybody's got a story and hardship is the best teacher. I've seen my share-- I've felt the burn of drugs, alcohol, and money. They're quick fixes for a larger problem. None of it filled their voids. Then it turned on me and I was the bad girl. It took me a while to realize that I'm not a bad girl at all. I'm just not GOD.
It all comes down to the matters of the heart. at some point we have to make the choice to roll-up our sleeves & do the work; we will get dirty & there are no guarantees, but anything less is just self destructive. Love is blind. Sometimes I feel like I'm a blind person who knows she's blind, but keeps walking into holes, and then telling other people not to walk into that hole.
It's like the story of Ophelia, a tortured beauty, driven completely mad by magnetic, bi-polar, indecisive men, who are incapable of committing. We love them, but can't live with or without them. If you find me floating face down in your swimming pool; throw some flowers on me & tell people it was poetic. JUMP ON IN THE WATERS EXHILARATING!!."
Pamela Anderson
Jan/Feb 2004
Jane Magazine
Hope you enjoy'd this as much as I have!!!
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