Review Originally posted on Adventures in Ink and I forgot to cross post to this blog because I fail at adulting
I fell for the gimmick…
That stupid miracle bra that is all over Instagram. You know the one… it’s got that stringy bit it the front that pulls the ladies together & keeps those bitches up and perky as all hell.
I swear, I need to stop shopping when I’m bored or overly stress and engage in better extra curriculars… that aren’t so bad for my wallet and maybe better for other aspects of my life, ya know something other than the gym. The occasional night out with my friends just isn’t cutting it. (I just realized that my life is way too boring at the moment. just look at my boring as hell schedule)
Anyways, I digress, like always… That bra. It looked so awesome. No evil hook things and you guys know how much I hate that shit and it is seamless. The band is just…
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1. reliance on the integrity, strength, ability, surety, etc., of aperson or thing; confidence.
2. a person on whom or thing on which one relies: God is mytrust.
3. the condition of one to whom something has been entrusted.
4. the obligation or responsibility imposed on a person in whomconfidence or authority is placed: a position of trust.
verb (used without object)
1. to rely upon or place confidence in someone or something(usually followed by in or to ): to trust in another’s honesty;trusting to luck.
2. to have confidence; hope: Things work out if one only trusts.
verb (used with object)
1. to have trust or confidence in; rely or depend on.
2. to believe.
3. to expect confidently; hope (usually followed by a clause orinfinitive as object): trusting the job would soon be finished;trusting to find oil on the land.
1. trust to, to rely on; trust: Never trust to luck!
Trust, so many different interpretations & definitions; so why is it, that we cannot fathom the idea that someone deserves our trust, our secrets. The idea that there is someone who could never betray us, loyal to a fault, constantly plagues my mind. Perhaps, the most logical and common reason for such a foolish notion is hope. But why hold on to something so flimsy that the wind for a sleeping child’s mouth can blow it away. Why continue to hold to a handful of sand when we know it only slips through our fingers. Do we perceive our friends as noble, loyal, loving and most importantly honest? When asking, what do you value most in a friend honest is always the response. Is it possible that we are holding on to a fictitious dream…?
I was once an idealist, clinging to the hope that I could find such a trustworthy friend. The kind often found in novels. Bust as luck and fate would have it those people are truly a rare commodity in this cynical world. People as a whole, seem to be selfish and only out for what’s in their best interests. No longer do they stop and wonder how their actions affect others, the ones they claim closest to their hearts. I myself have had many memorable friends that to this day I would drop anything for, but they too are selfish none the less.
So why is it futile to give someone that never ending trust, to believe in it whole heartedly? Simple, no one is willing to give that trust away blindly anymore. One must earn it, but yet earning that trust is almost as impossible as finding someone ‘trustworthy’. How can you ever hope to earn the trust of a friend when all you do is ask and ask and ask. I’ve learned to expect nothing and give everything in return. I trust infrequently and yet I trust whole heartedly. I know I can’t be an endless savior, I am no superhero. I have no extraordinary power. I give what I can, what I have even if it’s not much. So keep on hoping and keep on striving until you find it.
Until next time, keep your head held high and your hearts to the sky!
Growing up I was taught to never give up, I wasn’t allowed to quit; It showed weakness. I was supposed to be a fighter. The first thing I quit was dance and I was too stupid to realize how much I loved it till I quit it. I’m starting to realize that I loathe that word. And now I’m faced with the same decision and I’m terrified of making the same mistake or better yet something worse. Do I give up something else I love or do I fight for it.
The most obvious answer is fight for it no? But things are always more complicated than that now a days. I’m not a quitter and yet I’m ready to throw the hypothetical towel in and accept defeat. I’m not sure what thought sickens me more, fight and possibly break in the process or quit the one thing I’m afraid to loose most in this world.
These decisions never go the right way regardless of what choice you make. So here it is starring me right in the face. Do I fight for the one thing that can break me, the same thing that’s already left my heart battle scared and worn down? The same thing that means the world and more to me? Even when I’ve been taught contrary to the above statements you can’t break someone that doesn’t give a shit(excuse the language). YES! Because if it means so much to you and can break you it’s worth it, right? But what if they don’t want to be fought for? What if, they are happy the way they are, love the way things are going? No, because that’s what’s breaking you the most. Your Fear, the fact that you obviously don’t mean as much to them as they do to you. The fact that they would, could, and probably have already easily thrown you away… and you definitely aren’t the kind of person to degrade themselves for something like that. Right?