A good man in a storm

I have a running 4 page word document of Grey's anatomy quotes that I wish I had thought of myself.. mock me.. go on.. it's cool. Even if the episode totally sucks, I almost always enjoy the little prologue and epilogue's they work in. So here are some of my favorites... good luck not letting at least one strike a chord At some point, you have to make a decision. Boundaries don't keep other people out. They fence you in. Life is messy. That's how we're made. So, you can waste your lives drawing lines. Or you can live your life crossing them. Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human. Maybe we're thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we're thankful for the things we'll never know. At the end of the day, the fact that we have the courage to still be standing is reason enough to celebrate. In medical school we have 100 classes on how to fight off death and not 1 on how to go on living. Cuz if you take your vitamins, and pay your taxes and never cut the line the universe still gives you people to love, and then let’s them slip through your fingers like water, and then what have you got.. Vitamins and nothing. Guilt distracts us from the greater truth that we have an inherent ability to heal For a kiss to be really good, you want it to mean something. You want it to be with someone you can't get out of your head, so that when your lips finally touch you feel it everywhere. A kiss so hot and so deep you never want to come up for air. You can't cheat your first kiss. Trust me, you don't want to. Cause when you find that right person for a first kiss, it's everything. Most people think that I was named for the state, but it's not true, I was named for a battle ship. The U.S.S. Arizona. My grandfather was serving on the Arizona when the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor, and he saved nineteen men before he drowned. Pretty much everything my father did his whole life was about honoring that sacrifice. I was raised to be a good man in a storm. Raised to love my country. Love my family. Protect the things I love. When my father, Colonel Daniel Robinson of the United States Marine Corps, heard that I was a lesbian he said he only had one question. I was prepared for "How fast can you get the hell out of my house?" But instead, it was "Are you still who I raised you to be?" My father believes in country the way that you believe in God. And my father is not a man who bends, but he bent for me because I am his daughter. I'm a good man in a storm. I love your daughter. And I protect the things I love. Not that I need too, she doesn't need it. She's strong, and caring, and honorable. And she's who you raised her to be.

Fish out of water

Falling in love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is, it is not breathlessness, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. That is just being in love; love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away. - Captain Correlis Mandolin

Cold and Shirtless

Life is selfish.. It tugs on your sleeve until you bother to acknowledge it, and if you ignore it for too long by the time you actually do look down, you realize it’s ripped off half your shirt. So now you have the same frustrating problem you began ignoring months ago except now you’re shirtless too. Why is it that we always ignore the hard stuff? We ignore the chest pain in hope that it’s not a heart attack but then one day wake up with a breathing tube down our throat. We ignore a bosses demands thinking “nah.. he never cares if I get it in a day late or two” until we go home without a job. Face it. We ignore shit. The human race as a whole is irrefutably good at 2 things… procrastinating, and dismissing. We do it all the time especially when it comes to hard stuff. We would rather be shirtless in a snow storm than face the truth. So we procrastinate and dismiss over and over and over until it kills us. You’d think we’d wake up one day, or acknowledge that something isn’t quite right, but even in the midst of a symptomatic panic attack we still have the audacity to say everything is fine. The problem is not going to get any better, the truth isn’t going to become any less terrifying and those words you’ve been carefully balancing on the tip of your tongue aren’t going to come out any easier. Say it, do it… whatever it is, just stop ignoring it. I’m not saying it’s not going to hurt like hell, but at least you’ll stop wondering what hell feels like. And you won’t be standing still anymore, all of your tiny little brain cells will be able to take a break from furiously exploring every avenue of possibility or consequence. You’ll be free, and moving, with a shirt on, and without a breathing tube.

Yes. No.

Don't lose who you are In the blur of the stars Seeing is deceiving Dreaming is believing It's okay not to be okay Sometimes it's hard To follow your heart Tears don't mean you're losing Everybody's bruising There's nothing wrong with who you are Yes. No's. Ego's. Fake shows like whoa Just go and leave me alone. Real talk. Real life. Good love. Good night. With a smile, that's my home. That's my home. Jessie J - Who you are