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I'll never understand why women try to be a "guy's girl." I always see things on here like, " watching football and eating wings—i'm such a guy!" The reality is not that women want to be men, it's that they want to be someone desirable to men. Society paints a picture that women should conform to what a man is looking for. The problem is, women lose themselves in the process. 

When do you see men tweeting, "went shopping and bought Starbucks today...i'm such a girl! You don't—even though I know plenty of men who shop and drink Starbucks. This is because men wouldn't dare embrace being feminine. But women, they have powder puff football leagues dedicated and geared towards a male target audience. Beer commercials always paint the picture of a woman in the kitchen nagging her husband during the game, eating gluten-free burgers.  

Men love their masculinity and wouldn't dare threaten it for anything. Why don't women feel the same about their femininity? I love being a woman and everything that entails. Golf bores me to tears, I drink girly cocktails and I fucking love gluten-free burgers. I'm not interested in being interesting to men. I'm plenty interesting on my own.

I'm enamored by the strangest things. By people who don't try too hard to standout. People who are mysterious and beautiful by simply being themselves.

Jake Bugg gives contemporary music hope. 

Sometimes, I’m way too consumed with my future. I have all these dreams and goals that I feel I need to achieve to validate my life. But other times, there are these beautiful moments when I’m just having a hell of a time getting to wherever it is I’m going. I think everyone needs moments like that to keep them sane, but especially to show them that the future isn’t a year a way—it’s only a moment. The future is often right in front of us … we just forget to realize it.  

F. Scott Fitzgerald could put me to tears with how beautifully he writes. It's not so much the eloquence, but rather his effortless ability to explain exactly how I'm feeling. He once said, "All good writing is swimming under water and holding your breath." We all have so much to say, but how do we find the words? How does he? But most importantly, using so few of them. I suppose thanks to him—we don't have to. 

I'm terrified of the stagnant.

I'm a firm believer that "actions speak louder than words." But sometimes words don't need to be loud in order to be heard. Sometimes a few subtle words resinate with us better. A kiss on the forehead might show you that you're loved, but a million kisses could never trump hearing the words for the first time. Actions are truth, but words are proof. Words are powerful. 

When we give, we actually receive. This doesn't have to be in currency, but it could be. However, I've found that it is the things that cannot be appraised, that have no price—these are the greatest gifts one can give. Our time, our love, our empathy, our word—these things cannot be bought. They must be given, and they are best given freely. It's in giving freely without expectation that we learn to live with constant appreciation. 

It's okay if you don't have all the answers. Answers aren't really something to be "had" in the first place. If you already had them, you wouldn't be looking for them in the first place, now would you? All of life's greatest questions are not answered with certainty, but rather learned through experience. So, start asking when you don't know, start questioning what you do and accept the fact that sometimes we never will. In the end, it was never about "getting" the answers—it's about finding them. That's where our journey begins. It is where we begin.

Thursday Thoughts.

I believe we’re all given a gift. A spiritual gift that we did nothing to deserve. But it’s a gift that makes us unique and beautiful. It’s not something we have to learn, but rather something we learn to have. It’s something only we can truly exude. Forgiveness, compassion, the will to love, the gift to accept; whatever your gift, I urge you to unapologetically own it. It’s part of your purpose, your destiny, and eventually your legacy.

Mine happens to be empathy. And although I haven’t always embraced this gift, I’ve learned to be ever grateful for it. The power to understand and sympathize with people who wrong you, hate you, and hurt you isn’t always easy. But for me, it sort of has. Sometimes it’s been the only thing helping me combat all the other areas I’m lacking. Which is a lot.

Just a little Monday humor!

"Out Of The Vein" was a criminally underrated album.

Your worst enemy will critique your flaws, question your motives, and they will most always find something you could do better.  They will be quick to doubt you and slow to accept you.  They will minimize your success and heighten your failures. Your worst enemy will never believe your good is "good enough."  They will key in on your weaknesses, never letting you get too comfortable.

They will undermine your true ability until you prove otherwise.  Your worst enemy will push you to your limit, often testing your true character. And if you've any character worth having at all...your worst enemy will be you. Your worst enemy should always be you.

Someone once told me, "We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will."  Well, it was actually Chuck Palahniuk in one of his novels, but you get the point.  I made a tumblr not only because writing is my passion, but because one day I will die, and all that will be left are my thoughts.  Instead of storing them away in journals and word documents, I want to share them with you.  

I don't own the copyright to any of the photos or videos, but the words are mine, and if they're not, i'll quote whom ever they are.  I don't care about followers or shares, I simply write to write.