Dream and Love like there is no Tomorrow

Yesterday I was working on a new blog post.
And I actually did make one.
I don't really know how it happened.

But all of these really crazy emotions.
Turned into this really really intense poem.
A poem that won't really do anyone any good.
Except maybe me because all of those feeling will be out in the open.
But it's not worth it.
So I wrote it down in my little book of "intenseness"...
And deleted it.
Which is why you are not reading it right now.

I think that there are better things to say.
Maybe we will talk about depressing stuff later.
So here it goes.




There are about...
3,700 babies aborted.
3,000 people who commit suicide. 
115 people who die in a car accident.
In America each day.


There are about...
1.8 deaths per second.
Over 100 deaths per minute.
150,000 deaths per day.
55,000,000 deaths per year.
Worldwide.

And guess what!
The craziest thing about this is that... 

You survived.
You survived and maybe you never even realized that you could have died.
Every second. Every hour. Every Day... something tragic could have happened.

But YOU survived.
And what does this mean to you?

The point is.
We live every day.
Walking through the halls at school.
Going shopping.
Going to work.
Not realizing that we only live once.

I find it to be extremely easy...
To hold on to the past.
To see old faces and remember how they hurt me.
To find new faces and see how they let me down.
And I can be so angry when in all reality it is me.
I am the one who brings on my own pain.
I am the one who needs to live my dreams no matter who gets me down.
I think God put me here for a reason.
And how can I live for Him when I can't even live?

I think we all do this when really...




We Should...

Smile more often.
Happiness is contagious.
Hug our friends more.
I hear "hugs reduce stress"
Love more people.
Everyone needs to be loved.

We all have dreams.
And only you can make your dreams come true.
Every moment we have is important.
So why waste it?




~Janey Lu

What do you see?

I see people every day that inspire me.

Some that have this invisible strength.
A strength deep inside that just radiates through them.
A strength they themselves never acknowledge.
They can achieve anything.
They can make it through any problem.
Nothing can stop them and where they are going.

This inspires me to be more that what I am.
To actually move on.
Go and attack the world and stay strong.
To feel more than weak.
To be confident.


Another person I saw smiled.
Smiled because of a passion that was inside.
Because there was happiness in sharing their love with the world.
They had a passion that was apparent.
The thing that caught me about that smile was it was not painted.
It stayed.
Something genuine.
From deep inside the heart.
It seems like no matter what that smile of joy danced on their lips.
Because they were doing what made them the happiest.

This inspires me to smile more.
To find what makes me happy.
To follow passion and not money.
To live in joy rather than sadness.
To never spend a moment feeling down.
Because we only get to experience so many moments in a lifetime.

Have you ever seen a person?
A person so far from perfect.
But still lovable.
A person who is more lovable and innocent than any other person.
Because they are truly special.
Special because they need you.
And you always want to be there.
I saw a relationship like this.
I watch a smile explode on a face.
I look of love in someone's eyes.
A person with x-ray vision who saw deep inside.
Through the imperfection and into the innocence.
This is the kind of expression that happens in just seconds.
If you are not completely aware you will miss it.
Miss the sparkle in the eyes.
The joy comes from in the heart and escapes as a smile on the lips.
An expression of love that could not be described in a million words.

Those few seconds inspire me to love.
See through imperfection.
And try to see the beauty inside.
To never look at innocence as being "naive".
But to appreciate the small things.

~Janey Lu


Sometimes we need more help that we can provide for ourselves.
Opening up is good.
Facing fears is okay.
Closure is real.
And life is good.

Fall down. Get up. This is here. Right now...

Life...

As I get older and older I realize more and more that life is not easy.
Some may laugh because I am still young...but I see it.
I realize that life is a learning experience.
But that is stupid.
What are we learning through out all of life? And when will we use what we learn in this life?
Maybe we are learning for someday in Heaven.
The fact is that we are learning.
Anyways...

Life is hard.
We win.
We lose.
We stand up.
Only to fall down.
We make relationships.
Only to watch them fall to pieces.
But why not keep trying?
Through all of the sadness their are happy moments.
With every problem their is a solution.
Their is always pain, but there is also pleasure.
Friendships come and go.
But the memories are still sweet.

Live Life.
I fall.
I fall to pieces.
Never an organized mess.
Just something I have to deal with.
But giving up is not a solution.

Life is a journey.
Sometimes there are bumps.
Sometimes those bumps turn into hills...
That really are mountains.
But what about the beauty of it?
Life is...
Sunshine in the rain.
A beautiful rainbow.
A breath of fresh air.
A smile that makes you feel like you could never cry again.
A hug when you need it.
Life is being alive.

I guess the reason why I am saying all of this is because...
Life is so much more than what we are feeling right now.
Happy or Sad.
Life is the years behind us and the years ahead.
If we don't make the best of what we have no matter how good or bad.
Then we fail.
We fail ourselves.
For not living and taking advantage of this adventure.
We are here. Right here. Right now.
Life is happening. We don't have to try to figure this out.
Just Live Life.





~Janey Lu

We only live once

Today I saw a woman.
Her eyes looked empty.
Her lips were shaped in a perfect frown.
As if they never wore a smile.
She worked and looked miserable.
As if nothing in this life pleased her.
I smiled at her and tried to make conversation.
But she seemed to be set.
Set in a routine of nothing she wanted to do.
There was no passion.
This woman bothered me.
A lot.
And she isn't a rare kind.
I see this often.
People who look as if they live to do nothing.
They go through a routine.
Just to get by.
Passion is nonexistent.
They would never live out their dreams.
It is too childish to believe you can live life AND be happy.
People like this bother me.
I never want someone to look at me and think...
"She is unhappy and miserable"
What is life if we don't live it?
Everyone has a passion that burns in their soul.
A goal. A dream. Some kind of hope.
Why do we let go?
Don't we only get to live once?
Why don't we embrace our passions?
Take what you have and live a life of happiness.
No one is standing in our way but ourselves.
What is life if we waste it?

In all honesty. I am just a liar...

Liars...

Liars.
They are the worst!
Taking words and folding them up to make sharp objects that will only hurt other people.
There are those "white lies" that people love to excuse.
But truth be told.
Sometimes they are worse than those full out black and dirty lies.

I can honestly say that I have had people come up to me and look straight into my brown eyes and lie. They lie through their teeth spitting out poisonous words.

BUT...
Those lies are just a start.
Just a scab compared to the scars I can make on my own.
A lie is told.
I chew on it.
I swallow it.
I let it eat me inside.
Hurting my heart.
Distracting everything in the present.
And I tell myself...
You don't deserve better.
No one will tell the truth.
No one is worth trusting.
Give up.
Be let down.
Fall down.
Fall hard.
Hit the ground...
And remember no one will help you up.
Lie. Lie. Lie. Lie. Lie. Lie. Lie. Lie. Lie.
Label it.
Write it down.
We all do this to ourselves.
A liar can only give us a scratch.
We turn it into the bleeding wound.
The scab we can't help but pick.
The scar we would never dare show.
The weakness we never want to admit to.
I hold my scars weakly.
I pick them painfully.
I sleep with them.
They wake me up.
I let the wound bleed.
I am my own misery.
And there is nothing else I can do.
But let go.
Even if it feels impossible.

Tick Tock Tick Tock....not enough time in my life! But a blog seems fun!

Well hello everyone! (Which is actually probably only like 2 people)
Thank you for coming!

In all honesty I have been thinking about making a blog for a while now, but I never had the time. I have a lot to say and not very many people who care to listen. So this is just me and all of my emotions and thoughts exploding into cyberspace! If you want to read. Please read. If you don't. Then get out of here!!


And now for those of you who have decided that maybe I have something entertaining to say thank you. Please, feel free to tell me what you think. It's nice to hear other people's opinions.

Now that the introduction is over.

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