7.4.15

the most beautiful aroma ive ever encountered

i know that, with my middle name being Faith, im supposed to be super spiritual, right? well, i have all the Faith in the world, but that doesnt do shit for me when its fast Sunday. especially when i missed dinner the night before and im hungry enough to eat my own arm, if it came down to it. and then i come home from church and, apparently, my mom skipped out on the last two hours of church to come home and make pot roast. remember how im so hungry that im contemplating cannibalism? and then i walk in the door to that and i think, "yeah, i could fast for the next week, as long as this smell follows me around." except i think i would be over it pretty soon... #overit have you ever experienced that? b.t.dubs, what if we didnt have to physically eat? what if we could just inhale the aroma and its like the same thing? im glad we do have to eat because if we just had our noses, id be SOL when my brother rips one, im just saying. but back to the topic at hand, the smell of pot roast on fast Sunday = HEAVENLY. if you're reading this, quick, what's the most beautiful aroma youve ever encountered?

Quotes

a real woman can do it all by herself, but a real man won't let her.
i would rather die of passion than die of boredom.
a bad attitude is like a flat tire; you can't go anywhere till you change it.
your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.
what comes easy, won't last and what lasts, won't come easy.
DEAR GOD, IF TODAY I LOSE MY HOPE PLEASE REMIND ME THAT YOUR PLANS ARE BETTER THAN MY DREAM.
today is the first blank page of a 365 book. write a good one.
listen to your heart, even if it takes you all the way to California.
i mean, i could have done my homework today, but i also could have committed murder. so there's that.
it is what it is.
at the beach, life is different; time doesn't move hour to hour, but rather, mood to moment. we move with the currents, play by the tides, and follow the sun.
its not whether you win or lose. its whether or not you have the balls to fight.
everytime i fall, i get back up again.
you dont got to lie, just keep going faster babe, faster babe, why? im on your side, just keep going faster babe, faster bye bye...you just gotta speed a little faster when you drive.
it's all a part of bein young in the two thousand somethin
i don't believe in love at first sight, i believe in makin love tonight.
love notes, written on the streets in chalk, she's a run away train, with a strut in her walk, broken glass in the gutter, yelling at your mother, on the pay phone saying you'll be back by the summer, she's with me now mama, she's with me now mama.
before youre old and wise, gotta be young and dumb.
so we give em a reason, come and catch us, but dont hold your breath.
TELL MY OLD LIFE THAT I'M LEAVIN, I'M LEAVIN RIGHT NOW.