Hola amiga...Guess what my favourite reading is in Mexico? You! I had to throw down more pesos to actually finish reading the whole thing...my verbose favourite thing.I think this is a supremely important post. Also, I`ll happily be your NYE date as necessary.
Where to start on this one? I feel for you. This post pushes all my buttons that make me want to offer advice but I understand emotional purges like this blog are not always out there to attract advice but rather simply be an outlet.You are really reaching out for some help I think. Reaching in a little bit too. I suspect the reaching in part is the most important for you (damn, sorry, giving advice and I don't even know you, sorry). :)I wish you the best and have a good holiday!
Another thoughtful post.I raise my glass of red wine to your next 'movie moment'. Love that phrase.
You deserve to be loved. Purely, wholeheartedly, fiercely, and honestly. I am so glad that you feel like it's okay to ask for that. I hope you also feel as though it is not only okay, but downright mandatory to expect it and settle for nothing less.I love you tons and know you will find someone who will cherish you. Until then, show 'em the door, sweetie!
pix: You be careful where you are sugar. I can't believe you are reading on your vacation. Silly silly thing. Take pictures so I can see them when you get back. Also, I may just need someone for NYE so thank you for the offer. Love you! xoxosmells like: You must be a shrink, no? Yes, you're right that the purging is just me thinking out loud. That's sometimes the best way for me to work things out in my head regarding my mistakes and my strong moments. Also, I just don't hide much.. it's all pretty true as I can be. I'm sure I need some help.. but I'll get there, don't you think? God, I hope so! Good holiday wishes back to you too! :)oneday: I'll see your glass of red wine and raise you another. ;) Thank you, as usual!kario: Thanks for that sugar.. it helps to hear that. Love you to bits! xoxo
I love what you write. I know you would rather write about something else, but I am glad you are writing about your quest. You give me hope, make me feel a little less crazy and make me want to build a tree house and extend an invitation out to all the people who have figured out what they are looking for but haven't found it yet. Perhaps we'll listen to the Victrola and have tea or maybe just a puppet show, I don't know. Anyway, I hear where you are coming from because I'm there too and people like you are much more pleasant to listen to than some of my friends who tell me to "stop dreaming" and that "life doesn't work that way so just pick someone before you get too old". I simply refuse to believe in a world where I can't be happy being me and it is good to see that you have realized this for yourself as well. I have been stopping by your blog on and off since the burning man series and I am still amazed at the feeling and emotion that pours out of your writing. Sometimes I think that you have plucked some of it right out of my head, which is probably just a sign of a good author, but could also be that we are rowing the same boat. I'll show you around some time, the view is really amazing from the crow’s nest, or maybe show you the other ship I spend time on. It’s that boat where I want to spend the rest of my life doing something creative and make more than just a living doing it. Ahhh, so much ocean, so many fish…
Again, beautifully written. And you do have every right to ask for what you want--and get it. As you said in your previous post, it's tough to want something and have to wait until it arrives... Keep going strong :) and enjoy the holiday time!~Sherry
You are magical, did you know? Thank you for (once again) putting so much of yourself out there, for being so transparent and so honest.You deserve everything you mentioned in your previous post, times 100. Hearts and xoxo, always.
kevin: Thank you! I think a treehouse w/ a victrola and tea would be lovely. But I'm sad you have friends who tell you to stop dreaming. I think it's cheesy, but then again, I'm a cheesy kind of girl. My friends encourage my dreams.. but of course, would like to see me balance them w/ reality, but it doesn't mean all hope is lost. That's just silly. Here's to hoping high my dear!sherry: Thank you, again. Hope you have a nice holiday too! shine: Ditto back atcha.. xo
The man who will be lucky enough to land you will have the rest of the bachelors on this Earth shedding a tear that day.I know we don't really know each other but I love coming here and reading your tales Miss Devylish. I imagine the unabashed honesty and heartfelt emotions you convey each and every post are only magnified more in person and will make one man grateful for the rest of his days that he was lucky enough to sang you.
radio: I didn't get a chance to comment when I rec'd this, but it made my whole day. Thank you for that!
wow
Hey Angel! It's me...Brenda. It was good to hear from you yesterday. It's been a loooong time! I have never been on someone's myspace page before so you'll have to excuse me if I don't do this whole thing right. :) I read the part of your blog about us when we were in grade school. It is amazing how differently two people can see the same incident. I remember the whole Ryan Daly thing and the note, but what you remember is not exactly what happened. Get ready, you'll laugh...I wrote Ryan a note asking him to "go with me" like the dorky grade schooler I was. He took it into the boys bathroom to read it and when he came out, he said he "already had a girlfriend". I was so embarrassed, but at least he didn't say something mean to me. But leave it to me to have a crush on the kid who turns out to be gay at our 10 year high school reunion! That is just too funny! I can't believe you were jealous of me. I mean, I was always jealous of you because everyone liked you and you weren't afraid to do anything. Me, I was afraid of my own shadow! I am thankful you were my friend back then and I was crushed when you moved away. I never really did have another close friend after you left. I think you were the only friend I had that accepted me for who I was. So for that, I thank you. I promise to send pictures of my boys as soon as I can weed through everything we have on our computer. Keep in touch and call the next time you're in town! Love ya--Brenda
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Hola amiga...
Guess what my favourite reading is in Mexico? You! I had to throw down more pesos to actually finish reading the whole thing...my verbose favourite thing.
I think this is a supremely important post. Also, I`ll happily be your NYE date as necessary.
Where to start on this one? I feel for you. This post pushes all my buttons that make me want to offer advice but I understand emotional purges like this blog are not always out there to attract advice but rather simply be an outlet.
You are really reaching out for some help I think. Reaching in a little bit too. I suspect the reaching in part is the most important for you (damn, sorry, giving advice and I don't even know you, sorry). :)
I wish you the best and have a good holiday!
Another thoughtful post.
I raise my glass of red wine to your next 'movie moment'. Love that phrase.
You deserve to be loved. Purely, wholeheartedly, fiercely, and honestly. I am so glad that you feel like it's okay to ask for that. I hope you also feel as though it is not only okay, but downright mandatory to expect it and settle for nothing less.
I love you tons and know you will find someone who will cherish you. Until then, show 'em the door, sweetie!
pix: You be careful where you are sugar. I can't believe you are reading on your vacation. Silly silly thing. Take pictures so I can see them when you get back. Also, I may just need someone for NYE so thank you for the offer. Love you! xoxo
smells like: You must be a shrink, no? Yes, you're right that the purging is just me thinking out loud. That's sometimes the best way for me to work things out in my head regarding my mistakes and my strong moments. Also, I just don't hide much.. it's all pretty true as I can be. I'm sure I need some help.. but I'll get there, don't you think? God, I hope so! Good holiday wishes back to you too! :)
oneday: I'll see your glass of red wine and raise you another. ;) Thank you, as usual!
kario: Thanks for that sugar.. it helps to hear that. Love you to bits! xoxo
I love what you write. I know you would rather write about something else, but I am glad you are writing about your quest. You give me hope, make me feel a little less crazy and make me want to build a tree house and extend an invitation out to all the people who have figured out what they are looking for but haven't found it yet. Perhaps we'll listen to the Victrola and have tea or maybe just a puppet show, I don't know. Anyway, I hear where you are coming from because I'm there too and people like you are much more pleasant to listen to than some of my friends who tell me to "stop dreaming" and that "life doesn't work that way so just pick someone before you get too old". I simply refuse to believe in a world where I can't be happy being me and it is good to see that you have realized this for yourself as well. I have been stopping by your blog on and off since the burning man series and I am still amazed at the feeling and emotion that pours out of your writing. Sometimes I think that you have plucked some of it right out of my head, which is probably just a sign of a good author, but could also be that we are rowing the same boat. I'll show you around some time, the view is really amazing from the crow’s nest, or maybe show you the other ship I spend time on. It’s that boat where I want to spend the rest of my life doing something creative and make more than just a living doing it. Ahhh, so much ocean, so many fish…
Again, beautifully written. And you do have every right to ask for what you want--and get it. As you said in your previous post, it's tough to want something and have to wait until it arrives... Keep going strong :) and enjoy the holiday time!
~Sherry
You are magical, did you know? Thank you for (once again) putting so much of yourself out there, for being so transparent and so honest.
You deserve everything you mentioned in your previous post, times 100.
Hearts and xoxo, always.
kevin: Thank you! I think a treehouse w/ a victrola and tea would be lovely. But I'm sad you have friends who tell you to stop dreaming. I think it's cheesy, but then again, I'm a cheesy kind of girl. My friends encourage my dreams.. but of course, would like to see me balance them w/ reality, but it doesn't mean all hope is lost. That's just silly. Here's to hoping high my dear!
sherry: Thank you, again. Hope you have a nice holiday too!
shine: Ditto back atcha.. xo
The man who will be lucky enough to land you will have the rest of the bachelors on this Earth shedding a tear that day.
I know we don't really know each other but I love coming here and reading your tales Miss Devylish. I imagine the unabashed honesty and heartfelt emotions you convey each and every post are only magnified more in person and will make one man grateful for the rest of his days that he was lucky enough to sang you.
radio: I didn't get a chance to comment when I rec'd this, but it made my whole day. Thank you for that!
wow
Hey Angel! It's me...Brenda. It was good to hear from you yesterday. It's been a loooong time! I have never been on someone's myspace page before so you'll have to excuse me if I don't do this whole thing right. :) I read the part of your blog about us when we were in grade school. It is amazing how differently two people can see the same incident. I remember the whole Ryan Daly thing and the note, but what you remember is not exactly what happened. Get ready, you'll laugh...I wrote Ryan a note asking him to "go with me" like the dorky grade schooler I was. He took it into the boys bathroom to read it and when he came out, he said he "already had a girlfriend". I was so embarrassed, but at least he didn't say something mean to me. But leave it to me to have a crush on the kid who turns out to be gay at our 10 year high school reunion! That is just too funny! I can't believe you were jealous of me. I mean, I was always jealous of you because everyone liked you and you weren't afraid to do anything. Me, I was afraid of my own shadow! I am thankful you were my friend back then and I was crushed when you moved away. I never really did have another close friend after you left. I think you were the only friend I had that accepted me for who I was. So for that, I thank you. I promise to send pictures of my boys as soon as I can weed through everything we have on our computer. Keep in touch and call the next time you're in town! Love ya--Brenda
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