In a small living room with an antique sofa, a couple of chairs and a small table you can find a group of friends sitting around talking. On the small table there is a plate of cookies. As time passes the cookies become fewer and fewer. No one really notices this happening, its all natural, the way God intended. At some point there are only two cookies left, but only for a short while. Someone quickly snatches the second to last cookie... and then there was one. Only one cookie left. But no one dares take it, because for some reason that would be rude. They all want the cookie, but taking the last cookie is impolite.
I am the last cookie.
All the other girls have been snatched.... and now different guys just nibble at me, taking small pieces here and there until there is no more me. Until I disappear.
NO more!! I am taking some time to become the whole cookie again, and if I have to move so that I am not the last cookie anymore, than so be it. But from now on, no one nibbles at me. Either you take the whole cookie or leave it!!
And how come "you break it, you buy it" doesn't apply to hearts?
Its ok I guess, I can look back now and see that I really wouldn't have wanted to end up with most of the guys who broke my heart through the years... besides.... I wouldn't have wanted to end up with the guys who's hearts I have broken either... it's all good.
My brother visited me last night and I decided to take some pictures of him... he kept asking what the heck I was taking random photos for... I just felt like taking pictures... these are some of my favorite from last night.