Advice learned from the past for the future. FFR

Formally Informal.

This is not a lecture, and by no means am I telling you how to live your life, and I am not going to make a huge rant out of this. The only thing I really wanted to say is as follows...

No matter what, you can't say I love you to her too many times. Actually... I encourage you to say it as many times as you possibly can throughout your life. It is never a waste. Try to hold back the shitty things you want to say at the moment. I know... it is inevitable. Shitty things will be said to her that you will immediately regret as soon as the words leave your lips, I get it, that is unavoidable. If you don't regret the shitty things you've said, well you should, and shame on you. But, whether you regret it or not, when she dies you will remember every single shitty thing you have said to her, I can promise you this. The guilt will crush you, and there will be someone waiting to remind you of the other shitty things you've said or done to disappoint her and it will destroy you.

For the love of god do not go to bed pissed off at her. Whether she said something to piss you off, or maybe she did something insensitive to annoy you, chances are, she regrets it too. She probably didn't even mean to say or do it. She is human to... for fuck sake. Don't let her go to bed thinking you hate her, or that she fucked up. Get over it. Tell her I love you, write her a note reminding her that you love her, for her to read in the morning. Hug her. Oh god hug her. Let her smooch you in front of your friends. Let her embarrass you. You can never love her too much... at least try to love her as much as she loves you.

This is not a lecture, and I am not trying to tell you how to live your life, I am just saying if I could go back in time knowing what I know now, I would take my own advice and tell Mom I love you at least one more time. 

♥AleaCollard♥

If I was a bird.

If I was a bird
   I could not fly.
My wings would not work.
If I was a sparrow,

my song would be bitter,
out of tune.
If I was a bird,
    I'd be truly lousy, at best.
Clumsy,

         heavy,
slow.
If I was a bird,
   My bones would be dense.

If I was a bird,
    I'd probably be dead.

-Alea Collard

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