Elephant Love Medley

You asked for my help. Here it is.
I pretty much know nothing about relationships, but I know a lot about love.
I know these things because I read my Bible, I'm observant, and I'm not easily influenced.
Okay.
- Loving someone and being in love with someone are different. Very different.
- If you tell a girl you love her, she's going to believe you.
- If you tell a girl you're in love with her, she's not ever going to forget it. Even when it doesn't apply anymore.
- Don't lie. Lying is what idiots do.
- I know you can't make up your mind, but try.
Now I have to quote something. You're going to recognize this.
"Love is a many splendid thing! Love...lifts us up where we belong! All you need is love!"
The hard part to this statement~ all the freaking different kinds of love. People love...the beach. People love chicken, and treehouses, and their teachers when they don't assign homework. Loving those things and loving someone, an actual person, are the most different things in the world. You don't love her like you love Times Square. You don't love her like you love Muse. It's different. Figure out what kind of love you feel for her. And tell her.
Make it plain. One of the worst things you can do to a girl is not tell her what you're really thinking, because we know when you don't. We don't know what you're actually thinking, but we know that what you told us you're thinking isn't what you're really thinking.
Tell her in a way that she can't in any way distort your words with her wishes.
Another thing that might help, is to consider your situation as no big deal. It will give you a fresh perspective. It's simple: Decide. Declare.

FISHTACOS

You're not dumb. :]

Just Like Home

Sometimes, Life is like...a lemon square. Pretty, and nice, and sweet, and good. But then it crumbles into pieces. It's still nice, and good, and everything. It's just in little pieces. Which is okay. Pieces can be good:] They're not bad. Anything in pieces can be put back together. Except maybe a lemon square... Hmm.

Mmhmm. Oh Yeah.

-America is supposed to be the most wonderful country in the world. And yettt, our idiot President is paying for abortions in third world countries AND GETTING NOBEL PRIZES. Yeah. I'm p.o'ed. And then that's not enough so we bomb the moon? To see if there is WATER ON IT. For. Cereal. I wish George Washington and William Penn, my Love, could get their hands on Obamaaa. That's mean. I'm sorry. This is putting me in a bad mood. It also bothers me thaaat no one really seems to be doing anything about it.

-When I went to D.C. I saw this woman that lives in a tent across from the Whitehouse. She's lived there for thirty years. She's old, and weird, and dirty, but I admire her so much.

Jamacian Gazelle

A wise friend of mine once wrote: "Let it go."

A.P.T.I.W.L.N.Y.I.K.I.S.D.J.M.K.T.I.L.Y.A.

Like mosaic tiles My God has designed me. :]

Blue. Calm. Thoughtful.

Green. I will climb a tree.

Yellow. The sun. Warm. Love.

Purple. Declaring His majesty.

White between. Hope. Purity.

And colors that can't be seen.

Wind. Freedom. Redeem. :]

All placed in perfect order.

Adorned with a heart, let me pull it together.

A mosaic.

Pieces.

Imagine the chance.

Sunflowers dancing along to my song.

I've met you. Love the moon. Love the stars.

I will. It won't take long. :]

He has pieced me together. Not by chance, by plan.

It's not coincidence that I am who I am.

<3