Thursday, December 9, 2010

Expectations are overrated.

One of the most important lessons I have learned during my seventeen short years of existence is this: You can't expect anything from anyone. You cannot expect a friend to do something for you just because you would do it for them and you cannot expect someone to love you merely because you love them first. Up until eleventh grade I had this notion that everyone had the same ideals as me. And it led to disappointment, lost friendships, and heartbreak. During eleventh grade it hit me that you can't force anyone to do anything; you cant force someone to love you, and you cant force someone to appreciate you. Not having any more expectations, but still loving others and definitely still loving myself, I created a whole new outlook on life for myself.

I have great people in my life and I love them dearly, but I can truthfully say that I am my number one best friend. I am the best at keeping my own secrets, I don't have to explain anything to myself, and I'll love myself indefinitely, even if no one else does. No expectations, just love.

Thursday, October 28, 2010


The Look

By Sara Teasdale
Strephon kissed me in the spring,
      Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
      And never kissed at all.


Strephon's kiss was lost in jest,
      Robin's lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin's eyes
      Haunts me night and day.