We're all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness — and call it love — true love.
There is a weird power in a spoken word. . . . A word carries far--very far-- deals destruction through time as the bullets go flying through space. Speak kind.
Friends have their fights. Sometimes don't talk for days, weeks, months or even years. During those times they say things they don't mean, & lose trust by the second. For a while, they hate each other. But before you know it, someone has the strength & dignity to apologize. Before you know it, no matter how long it has been, you're talking on the phone. First time in almost a year.. it's not even weird, it actually feels like you pick up right where you left off & it feels good, like a part of you is put back, a... Read more »
If they still see the beauty in you and still falls more in love with you after seeing your weird facial expressions, your unusual laugh, your nagging side, your ugly days, your pig out days, the way you toss and turn in your sleep, you stupid jokes, the way you ask questions about things you already know the answers to but answers them anyways, your obsession with strange things. Then you already know this is the right one for you.
I can't wait to sit with these unbelievable broads and relive a time where sleep did not exist, where stress and coffee were mama's little helpers, and where we all dove into the deep end together to make something weird and very, very cool.