Should you be proud that you have a man every woman wants..

Or be over cautious for the very same reasons?

I know the intentions of women. I know the driving force behind what they say, how they act, what they wear. I know better than anybody. I know the show they put on and the weakness they can evoke from even the strongest of men.

Every woman has the power to be trifling, moreso than any man. Granted, not all of us use that power, I think we are all aware that we always have that option.

So, what are 'just kind words' to you are much more to me. Much, much more.


- laurenalyssa.

I should never feel threatened, but I do.

- laurenalyssa.

Creatures of habit. I can't seem to break the cycle even though I know exactly what the issue is. I know my worth, it's just a matter of accepting my worth. Sometimes I feel like accepting my worth is going to piss a lot of people off, and that shouldn't matter but it does to me.

I'm more than my face. I'm more than you'd think. I wish the world was blind to what people look like. I'd be taken more seriously if I was inside out, but that's not something I can change. I refuse to compromise my intelligence for any physical attribute. It's made me more self concious than confident, but this world sees it the other way around.

I'm done settling. I'm done dealing with people who think they're undeserving of anything in life, or anything I'm about. I have standards in my head, but I've never put them to good use. I will. There's no reason for me to do anything other than that. I need to surround myself with individuals who know their worth, and embrace their worth. Maybe it'll rub off on me..



- laurenalyssa.

I can't do anything, go anywhere, be with anybody... Without this on my mind.


- laurenalyssa.

Our interaction is poetic :) Exactly how it should be.


- laurenalyssa.

love changes.

First time blogging via iPhone.


Since the last time, a lot has changed. Some of it's worth talking about, some of it doesn't deserve my energy.

I'm slowly learning to accept blessings. It's hard for me to feel deserving of 'good things'..not because I don't feel worthy, bit because it's hard to believe they're real. Something almost *always* goes wrong..

The only thing I expect to be perfect is God. Then again, anything from Him should be perfect, no..? I'd assume so. God has given me a piece of himself, in sure of it. The Perfection doesn't feel completely real. It's overwhelming, it's like a dream. This is love in HD.

You, are the definition of Love.


....whirled peas <3

deja.

i'm sorry its been so long. i'll try not to do it again, but then again.. you know i will.

i have deja vu entirely TOO much for it to be considered normal. i dream entirely too much for it to be the same. i guess they can be considered the same thing, asleep vs. awake.

signs are all around me, but i'm bobbing & weaving like a professional. it's a matter of taking the signs for what they are, its a matter of grabbing them & holding them & loving them. Everytime I attempt to do so, my fingers fail me & i'm back at square one, two, three.

i don't remember what it's like to be in this position. i guess with every 'brand new' you forget what has happened before. ahhhh, life's cycles.. there's no escaping them. i smiled when i wrote that, God knows the reason why...




I'll be twenty-two tomorrow. the signs are birthday gifts from God. He wants me to grab them, and make them birthday gifts TO me, FROM me. i'm just not used to spoiling myself..

& so it goes.