want to go here

want to take her

want to wear this

babySTEPS

beware, lest ye fall into temptation

Likewise, a temperate soul—one who is humble and full of love—is also a person of increased spiritual strength. With increased spiritual strength, we are able to develop self-mastery and to live with moderation. We learn to control, or temper, our anger, vanity, and pride. With increased spiritual strength, we can protect ourselves from the dangerous excesses and destructive addictions of today’s world.
K D. Watson

critical thinking

I read a study once that women use the same part of their brain that deals with their relationships to deal with career issues. This was supposed to explain why if women are having issues with their relationship they become less productive. The study also said that men separate these, so if they are having career issues, they can't address their relationship because they are in different categories. I think the study was supposed to give weight to why women feel the need to turn to chocolate and Barbara Streisand when dealing with their relationship issues and men turn to work. There's really no other reason to conduct a study galvanizing one more reason of how men and women are different, we all know this. We all know that there are certain things I am allowed to do that He isn't, and a lot of things that He is allowed to do that I'm not. Like call. Or Burp. Or wear a sweatshirt to dinner. In my field we explore a lot of purposeless experiments; experiments that seek to confirm ideas previously decided upon as fact. If this was a communication's study, we would definitely look at this one in depth.

never find my way back home

I'm craving the emotion I used to feel towards anything. The way I used to get excited about Friday. The way a text message from a boy I liked used to make me feel. The way I used to make people laugh and get a thrill out of it. The way I stopped when I was full and slowed down when my heart was beating too fast. The way I craved attention from the right source. The way I cried when I missed my family and swore when I broke a nail. The way I went to the gym because it was good for me. The way I shrugged off yesterday, lived in the moment, and prepared for tomorrow.