To just have something like in my life, to achieve this level of connection with another person would give my life purpose.
Sometimes I wonder what I am doing with my life and if i'm following this path because I am meant to or just to satisfied everyone else i my life. I just really want someone to join my on this maze of a path called life...
I understand being realistic is a comfort for some people, but hope or even false hope can sometime make the dream come true. Also quit being an ass in this thread.
What do you wish, when you love someone?
Do you wish you'll die first? So you'll never have to live without them?
Or do you wish they die first, so you can be there for them until the very end.
Is it selfish, to leave someone with black and white T.V.? So that you can enjoy their beautiful, shining color? I'd never be able to live with myself if I did that to the person I love, but... I won't have to.
But is it cruel, too, to live? Do they not feel selfish, hogging the color? Does everyone feel guilty for dying?
"One dies one's life, one lives one's death." Or so I've heard. It makes a lot of sense, after all, humans put so much weight on something they ultimately won't be around for. But it always involves comfort. Not for the one dying, but comfort for those that will miss him.
Comforting others I suppose is the important part, truly it is not dying that hurts, but death. To hold the hands of loved ones and say "Go on without me. You'll be okay." is what love is. To look into their eyes and tell firmly, "Don't let my death kill you."
I love you can be a horrible thing to say, sometimes.
Jesus Christ, thanks for that. The video hurt but you sent me over the edge. I don't care for colored TV, but god damn do I wish I had something other than black and white, even if it makes me selfish. You ripped my heart a new one guy, thanks for that. I'm gonna go cry now.
I always say that I cannot willingly die until there is nobody left to go to my funeral. I want to close up shop, lock the doors, turn off the lights, and be the last one. I'll be damned if my last thing that I do on this earth is make somebody miss me.
I just wanted to reply and say what a beautiful although sad i still found it beautiful comment that was. cause the whole brony thing usually = instant hate so you probable don't get that enough Whether it was a quote or an original thought, you've lived up to the name bronywiseman.
Perhaps. Perhaps it's just me. The days seem to keep getting darker and anytime I hear of a truly kind person passing it hurts a bit inside. There are fewer and fewer gems left, it seems.
Not to be a cliche, but try to be the change you want to see in the world. If you think there needs to be more truly kind people, dedicate yourself to it.
Cliches aren't bad when in good taste, yours is very much in good taste.
And I do, every day. It's just hard going and not everyone wants to change- even if they know they need to. You know?
I lost my mother over 10 years ago, I lost my father less than a year ago today, leaving me without any parents, and it's been an immense struggle. My parents were the pillars of care and endearment in my life, and they were what represented love to me, they were, as many of us experienced, the first representation of what that feeling is, and what it means. To no longer be able to wake up and talk to one of them, to smile with them as we talk about daily BS, or spend time together during the holidays, it's truly rough, it hurts the soul.
But this past year has also led me to find love in a girl, and she felt the same way for me, and we began a relationship. To be in love, in the romantic sense, to give my heart to another person and care for them in such an incredibly unique and passionate way, it gave me hope in life. The beautiful thing about that hope, is that I know the relationship I had may not last forever, until the end, I know that I will find it, and I know that everyone has the capacity too, as well. It's such a wonderful feeling, and to hear Danny face the end, that finality, that certainty, with such appreciation for that beautiful light he had in his life, it makes me less terrified of the end. It makes me happy that my parents at least had that, and I'm content that I've felt it, and may have it at the end of my time. It's a beautiful thing, it's what we should look forward to more than fearing the end of the tunnel.
But even then you have that lingering worry.
A small quirk in their personality that, in the short term, is no issue at all, maybe even a little endearing.
But then you think about the long run and... It bothers you.
Yes, but such things really are small. They may get annoying later on, but you may have the same quirk to them. That's why partners can better themselves for eachother. Always make sure such changed are small, though. Some people are tried to be completely different people, when really they were just with the wrong person.
**fennimore used "*roll picture*"** **fennimore rolled image**its true my friend, but find solace in fact that somewhere, someone out there is feeling the same way, never give up hope. Always be the change you want to see in the World.
This doesn't **** me up. Don't get me wrong, it is incredibly beautiful. But, I doubt Annie and Danny were mourning and depressed. Celebrate life and love. Death doesn't deserve any credit.
It shouldn't really be sad, it should be happy
Of course one was going to die it has to happen it eventually, I just like the way they Acknowledged that it was going to happen soon and acted solely for each other. INB4 ******* faggot
He died knowing that he lived a full life with the true one girl, the true one for him, a privilege I doubt many will have, a privilege that I doubt I will have.
A privilege that many will deny themselves of because of certain predispositions to love.
This is both sad and uplifting, because while the man died, we can hear in his voice that he was happy, he had found the special someone in life that others spend all of their years looking for.