tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8064298932324635091.post333898820218226095..comments2023-05-04T08:17:15.989-04:00Comments on fine little mess: fine little messhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15873739836946550507noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8064298932324635091.post-44118614356631426212009-10-05T09:23:19.089-04:002009-10-05T09:23:19.089-04:00i've never been able to turn myself off to lov...i've never been able to turn myself off to love, no matter how bruised and bloodied and bitter it has made me. i've met so many people over the years who are able to do this, and though at my bitterest moments i am envious of them, for the most part i wouldn't change myself.. and when the bitterness passes, i ultimately feel sorry for those people. because when you turn yourself off, you're shielding yourself from future pain, but you're also shielding yourself from any future happiness. i try to always wear my heart on my sleeve and be open and in punch drunk love with every new person who enters my life (not forcibly, i simply allow myself to feel what i'm feeling without trying to stifle it with "rationality" and "life lessons"). only by doing that will you either a. be able to say "it didn't work, but i put all of myself into it and truly tried, so c'est la vie time to move on" with some closure in your heart, or b. it will work out, which it would have never done had you not been open and willing and thrown yourself into it. i feel like i'm rambling and none of this makes sense, but don't let the bitterness take over. get up, shake it off, and bravely wear your heart on your sleeve. one day you will thank yourself, and all the bullshit and heartache you endured to get there will melt away..Octohawkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11708336578067787571noreply@blogger.com