feel how my heart beats

My cat will always love me, in fact, he likes to show me he loves me almost every morning. Superman, thanks for the kisses, you’re the best.

My cat will always love me, in fact, he likes to show me he loves me almost every morning. Superman, thanks for the kisses, you’re the best.

TWO amazing things coming at you in this post, first off I love owls, you can make so many puns with them, it’s the best. SECONDLY and not any less important, TOM”S FACE. He has so much emotion, so much love…in his eyes, written all over his face. I could never get enough of his face, he’s one of he best things that’s happened to me in my life. I LOVE HIM. I’ll shout it from some place…VERY HIGH.

I love this man. haha, this picture of him is so befitting to it’s like “Should I eat these because they’re just going to go to my butt…” KIDDING, GOD his face though, his heart, his compassion, it’s spirit, he’s a fighter and he’s the first thing in my life that showed me what love was.

SHAMELESS self PROMOTION.

Seriously, I had so much fun making this video, WE ALL DID really, and it turned out so well too. Hope y’all enjoy :)

All flames eventually go out.Out. Blown.By a wind too strong for the flame to resist. No matter what strength it may possess, whatever reason it started,Without proper care it cannot breathe.Doomed.Lost.You cannot deny this tragedy.
Close your eyes and listen,Feel. Believe.No matter what power the winds may bring.The true survival of a flame is dependent upon the love it has to offer.Always remain true and you’ll burn forever.Passion.Love.That’s the unforgettable power.
The struggles between my mind and my heart. A struggle that happens on a daily basis because you wonder which one is right for which circumstance. Panic causes you to believe what is most easily understood, what your mind tells you because it speaks the loudest. But your heart, that speaks the truth.
And that my friends, is why I rarely listen to my head, and try always to use my heart instead.

All flames eventually go out.
Out. 
Blown.
By a wind too strong for the flame to resist.
No matter what strength it may possess, whatever reason it started,
Without proper care it cannot breathe.
Doomed.
Lost.
You cannot deny this tragedy.

Close your eyes and listen,
Feel.
Believe.
No matter what power the winds may bring.
The true survival of a flame is dependent upon the love it has to offer.
Always remain true and you’ll burn forever.
Passion.
Love.
That’s the unforgettable power.


The struggles between my mind and my heart. A struggle that happens on a daily basis because you wonder which one is right for which circumstance. Panic causes you to believe what is most easily understood, what your mind tells you because it speaks the loudest. But your heart, that speaks the truth.

And that my friends, is why I rarely listen to my head, and try always to use my heart instead.


Whirlwind of Feelings - Leonid Afremov (http://fineartamerica.com/featured/whirlwind-of-feelings-leonid-afremov.html)

His eyes rolled into the back of his head, their lids not quite shut and the moment fleeting. The world around constantly moving, quite often deceiving. The pressure was building and there was nothing he could do but choke on the imbalance between inside and out. All that he could offer was exposed, he was stripped naked of any more to share. What was thought could hold promise turned to falsity and was more than he could bare. Soft words whispered in his ear, hushed thoughts whirled in his mind, but all the while he searched for a piece to the puzzle he would never find.

Whirlwind of Feelings - Leonid Afremov (http://fineartamerica.com/featured/whirlwind-of-feelings-leonid-afremov.html)

His eyes rolled into the back of his head, their lids not quite shut and the moment fleeting. The world around constantly moving, quite often deceiving. The pressure was building and there was nothing he could do but choke on the imbalance between inside and out. All that he could offer was exposed, he was stripped naked of any more to share. What was thought could hold promise turned to falsity and was more than he could bare. Soft words whispered in his ear, hushed thoughts whirled in his mind, but all the while he searched for a piece to the puzzle he would never find.

I know it’s way past christmas, but…I just can’t help but blog this, I love these little holiday pups!

I know it’s way past christmas, but…I just can’t help but blog this, I love these little holiday pups!

I love this, it reminds me of Sameer. I swear this is a motto he lives by.

I love this, it reminds me of Sameer. I swear this is a motto he lives by.

He’s breathtaking. I fall in love with him not only every time we touch or look at each other, but just at the mere thought of him. He’s such a passionate man. Look how he loves that pup ;) really though, I’m so incredibly blessed to have him each night.