I am trying to see things in perspective.
My dog wants a bite of my peanut butter
chocolate chip bagel. I know she cannot
have this, because chocolate makes dogs
very sick. My dog does not understand this.
She pouts and wraps herself around my leg
like a scarf and purrs and tries to convince me
to give her just a tiny bit. When I do not give in,
she eventually gives up and lays in the corner,
under the piano, drooping and sad. I hope the
universe has my best interest in mind like I have
my dogs. When I want something with my whole
being, and the universe withholds it from me,
I hope the universe thinks to herself: "Silly girl.
She thinks this is what she wants, but she
does not understand how it will hurt.

THEORIES ABOUT THE UNIVERSE by Blythe Baird  (via thewastedgeneration)
We are taught that being contagious is a bad thing, but the only thing I want to do in life is infect people. When I die I want the words people remember me by is when I laughed the whole room couldn’t help but stare. I never want to meet a single person or have a single conversation with out leaving them with a smile. I want to be the person that you can’t go away from without being infected with good humor and optimism or poisoned with laughter and enthusiasm. I want to spread a burning fever of love, hope and happiness to everything I touch.
my earlier thoughts (via raysofthesun)