No one stays together anymore.
They break up or get a divorce, and just walk away like nothing ever happened.
When instead they should be fighting, fighting for each other, for what they have build, for what they have…
Through whatever comes…
I want to find someone who doesn’t want to walk away.
Someone who grabs my hand and says
“I’m here till the end”
and actually means it…
-Kbeautifulmind
Half:
haf/Submit
noun
1.
either of two equal or corresponding parts into which something is or can be divided.
“the northern half of the island”
Complete:
verb
4.
make (something) whole or perfect.
“he only needed one thing to complete his happiness”
synonyms: finish off, round off, top off, crown, cap, complement
“the outfit was completed with a veil”
I use to dream of finding my “other half.“
Both times I have fallen in love I actually believed I had found (him).
Because before them I didn’t feel whole.
I didn’t love myself.
I didn’t believe in myself.
I didn’t feel that I could actually be happy being alone.
Unfortunately, I am not one of the only people who have felt this way, and what’s even more crazy is people go their whole lives feeling this way.
This is where people screw up.
They feel it’s normal and just go with it, until they settle for anyone because they believe that without “someone” by their side they are not complete.
What’s funny is that before the relationships even ended, I was always looking for “something,” something that would take away the empty feeling I had. When I couldn’t figured it out, I assumed that it was the relationship, the person’s fault for the way I was feeling.
Now that I’ve learned, I’ve realized that the first time there was nothing missing, I was missing. The self love, the self confidence, the self trust, is what was missing.
You can’t fully love someone else like they deserve, if you don’t love yourself.
The second time, I was missing so bad that I actually convinced myself to believe that I deserved the “type” of love I was receiving.
I’m still learning.
So far, I have learned the definitions of “half” and “complete.”
and I now know I don’t want either or to define the person I end up with for the rest of my life.
I don’t want an “other half,” I want a WHOLE.
I want a whole person, someone who knows exactly who they are, what they represent, what they want, and who loves themselves enough to know how to love ME.
I don’t want to feel complete when this person comes along, or for them to feel like I complete them.
I want us to already be complete, only to come along and complement each others lives for the better.
I don’t want to be someone else’s ideal “Ms. Right,” or “The One.”
I don’t want someone that has been looking for someone like me their whole lives.
I want to fall into someone.
I want to come long and change their lives for the best.
I want to make them feel things they have never felt before.
I want to add to their happiness, I want someone who before me was already happy with themselves.
I want to be someones whole and I want them to be my whole.
I want us to be two wholes who simply just deserve each other, who simply just realized we wanted to to continue to grow while we watch the other grow.
I don’t want to ever end up with another half, or feel like a half again.
I refuse to settle for someone to complete me.
I want a whole someone, so that I can live with their all, learn about their all, and love their all and whole entire persona.
I want the next time I fall in love, to just simply be a whole who loves another whole and entire other person.
I want someone who can give me their all, while I also give them my all.
-Kbeautifulmind
I lust for your touch, that wonderful feeling of your hands squeezing my bottom and that magical thrust.
Everybody has an addiction, my happens to be you.
I don’t want it to be over, and as soon as your done I’m feening for more.
I want you available only for me, If I lose your love I don’t think rehab could even cure me.
You got your guards up, I do too.
But give me a chance and let me grow with you.
There’s things we might discover, things we will both like, things that will make us both realize there was nothing to be afraid of.
Cause you got a past and I do too, so we know what we want and what we don’t want to occur.
We’re perfect for each other, I hope you’ve noticed too.
Because your my addiction, and I don’t want to lose you.
-Kbeautifulmind
I wonder when he’ll stop hitting her.
I can’t bare the yelling any more, it keeps me up every night.
Why must Daddy always come home late and smelling so funny?
I wish he’d stop hitting her.
Why does he tell her she’s useless?
I can’t seem to understand?
Mommy isn’t useless, she’s so nice to Daddy and I.
She takes good care of me, sings to me, bathes me, reads to me, and even plays with me.
Sometimes when we are playing I can tell she’s tired, but she keeps playing.
Mommy isn’t useless at all; She cleans, cooks and irons Daddy’s work clothes very nicely.
I wish Daddy would see how special Mommy is…
Maybe I’ll tell him?
Maybe I won’t, last time I asked “Why do you hit Mommy?” He hit me too.
I don’t like to get hit, I’m a good child.
I love my Daddy, but I wonder when he’ll stop hitting her?
-Kbeautifulmind
Today I want to talk about cheating.
I know it’s sadly pretty normal now in days in today’s society, but is it really a fairy tale to hope for someone who only has eye’s for you?
I went to my first Dodger game of the season, since I’m finally out of school for the summer and I LOVE my boys in blue.
While enjoying my Friday night, I experienced a very awkward situation. I had experienced stuff like this before, however sitting there for three hours feeling WEIRD, really pissed me off.
And all I could think was… “Lord, all I ask is that you please don’t let me get one of those.”
Anyway, to my story…
So I’m sitting their watching the Game with my brother and this man keeps looking at me. Not looking at me like I look familiar, or like there is something on my face. Looking at me, like in his mind he was un dressing me with his eyes, and he was imagining exactly what he could do with me if he had the chance. I discreetly watched him as he’d check out the tits on another girl, the ass and hips on another one. But since I was in the row in front of him and his FAMILY to the side, he’d watch the game, look over at me, and smile.
Now his family was pretty big, he had three boys and a beautiful little girl about age five. His wife was very pretty, but insecurity and discomfort bleed through her pours.
I could tell just by analyzing them, he was a cheater and she dealt with it.
She looked over at me a couple of times as she watched him look, and would just look down on her phone.
I paid no attention to him, never once gave him the attention he was looking for, and one time I even gave him a dirty look.
Because he was dirty to me, and it was very upsetting to see how he was acting.
I wanted to tell him something so bad!
I wanted to tell her, “You are SO BEAUTIFUL, why do you allow this?”
But all I could do was pray, and in that moment I said to god.
“Look god, I KNOW cheating is pretty normal nowindays, and MAYBE we humans were not meant to be tied down to one person since we seem to get bored easily, BUT some of us really do desire a healthy marriage and a team mate who only has eye’s for us. Now I know to an extent it’s normal to look, we all do it BUT please, please god, if marriage is in my destiny, don’t let me get one of those.”
What scares me and makes me want to shut down is that I see it all the time…
On Facebook I have friend’s who shout out their men with statuses like “You are the best husband I could ever ask for.”
Yet we know he sleeps around.
On instagram woman quote to be so happy with their men…
Yet he is sending private messages to us single girls, and has no pictures of her on his IG.
Of course in part, those single girls who go along with it are JUST as wrong, but in the end it’s no one’s fault that his eyes are wondering and his mind wants to act on it.
Love is one of the scariest things in the world.
I use to love the idea of falling in love so much, and the thought of meeting the one would make me so happy.
If I’m being honest, now it scares the crap out of me.
I no longer desire marriage and kids as much as I use to.
-Kbeautifulmind
Childhood is when we learn the most.
We are not born racist, prejudice, or ignorant.
We are born with a blank chip and our parents, friends, schools, and society are what make us.
If you’re a parents with good intentions, it can be a bit hard to raise a child in today’s society, but if you don’t push to try and lead them down the right path then you have just become a part of the providers of garbage that society feeds our kids.
I don’t have kids of my own yet, but when I do, I have decided I’m switching the roles on them.
Everyone’s life goal in this world is to find happiness.
Usually happiness in the mind of a woman comes to the conclusion of having a husband, kids, a beautiful home, and a nice future with these people along their side.
Men also aspire for marriage, but unfortunately most of them weren’t taught the same value and importance behind it.
Sadly this seems to be the reason why today’s generation is so caught up in “situtionships”
Parents didn’t stress this enough and society has taught men to play games until THEY are ready, leaving more girls and women crying then ever before.
We teach girls to shrink themselves, to make themselves smaller, otherwise they will threaten “the man” and push him away.
And the only reason why men actually feel this way is because we teach men that they should always be above, or one step ahead of the woman, and if they are not, they have failed.
We teach girls to aspire to marriage, to make their life choices always keeping in mind that the main and most important goal is marriage.
We tell them that marriage is the important source of joy, we tell them that it will bring them the love they desire and the mutual support they need to feel complete.
This can be very true, and having a successful marriage with happiness should be apart of their goals but we shouldn’t teach them that it will be their only source of happiness.
If so, shouldn’t we be teaching it to our boys too?
Why do we teach girls to aspire to marriage and we don’t teach boys the same?
We teach girls that they cannot be sexual beings in the way that boys are because they will be frowned upon, but we teach boys that being sexual and having that kind of “game” is a good thing.
Don’t we see who we are hurting?
Women are crying, but men aren’t learning to appreciate the women the universe brought to their lives to complete them.
The universe keeps bringing these men their other ribs, soul mates, “the one” and they take them for granted because “they are not ready” to let the game go.
Because they were not taught to cherish “the woman” when she comes along.
If I bring children into this world I am making a promise to switch these roles.
I will teach my son how to love, I will teach him that if the universe (or “god” for those who believe) brings him a good girl/woman, he must appreciate her and respect her if he loves her. He must not lie, he must not play games, or take her for granted as long as she is giving him the same respect.
I will teach him that if she isn’t, he has the right to walk away like a gentleman with out cheating, betraying, and lying.
I will teach my daughter how to love, and to always cherish and appreciate “the man” that the universe (or god) brings into her life with out giving him everything she has. I will teach her independencey, I will teach her to have something to show for herself without losing herself in society and forgetting to have self respect.
I will teach her that her voice matters, and she has the same rights as everyone else.
I will teach her she is equal to a male NO MATTER what others say, and that she should do ONLY what makes her happy, despite of what others say.
I will teach my children, that happiness and love should be an equal goal in both of their lives, because without it, living is useless and boring.
-Kbeautifulmind
How do you better communication in a relationship?
The thing is we are all different. No two people are the same and if we do find someone with a lot in common, we get turned off anyway, or they become our Best Friends.
So, because of this we all evaluate our affections, believes, costs and rewards differently.
I know what you’re thinking…
“Then how will we ever get along?”
Well its simple, but it takes practice.
You want to MIRROR your partner…
How so?
You want to understand that if you have chosen this person to have a committed relationship with then you want to mirror their way of dealing and seeing their affections, believes, costs, and rewards.
You don’t have to “change” your own ways, you have to “mirror” as in…
ACCEPT
AND
RESPECT
If you mirror your partner, and try to understand their true way of being, then that’s where the communication improves.
How so?
Well, you are no longer clashing against them which means you are growing with them,
hand in hand,
like a real TEAM.
-Kbeautifulmind
“It’s not that you’re blinded by love, or have forgotten your worth.
It’s just that, getting lost in someone else seems to feel better then locking your heart in a cage.”
-Kbeautifulmind.
Our memories still float in the night sky, like the stars above shinning bright.
All the promises we made, all the sweet things we said, run and scream loud through these old times.
In pictures we’re still happy, in our love letters we’re still forever.
Our memories still float in the night sky,
like the stars that shined bright on that night at the stop light.
The time where the light paused on red, uniting our souls and our love as we made love till the end.
With fire and desire in our eyes we burned our names on the pavement, building up with lust as we steamed up the glass in the car.
Your kisses seemed true, as we united our bodies together and moved them to the beat of the music on the stereo.
Our memories still float in the night sky, like the stars that shined bright on that night, when I carved forever on your back with my nails hoping nothing would tear us apart.
-Kbeautifulmind
I owe it to you to explain myself, but the truth is that there is nothing left to say.
I know I’ve been a coward and that I went about all of this the wrong way.
I swear to everyone that you’re at fault with hope that it will stop the tears at night.
But we all know that no one believes me for they see me on my street with her lips on mine.
I swear to you I am a good person and that I don’t care what you or anyone thinks but I feel the guilt inside me as I state that and repeat.
The truth is that I know I been wrong, and I know it’s something you don’t deserve, but sadly I am to weak to admit that comfortably to you.
I cover up my actions with one lie after the other as I tell myself to tell the truth but the words just won’t unravel.
The truth is that I owe it to you to explain what I have done but she doesn’t set me free and I know that you are gone.
I know that you are done for good and this is sadly it, I know you’ve close this chapter and that you won’t let me in.
The truth is that I’m scared and sitting in my lies is the only current thing that makes me feel great.
The truth is that I’m broken because I know that because of me nothing will ever be the same.
-Kbeautifulmind
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