The question of ‘Is the glass half full or half empty?’ fails to acknowledge the fact that the glass can in fact be refilled or emptied. If you change your mindset to the fact that what is in the glass is not permanent, you will see that you always have the ability to change your situation. Don’t listen to what they sell to you as your 'situation’, there is always time to grow, learn and move forward.
It’s not about the contents it’s about the glass by Amy Kennedy
are you a red blue or yellow person? do you toss the fallen ice cube, kick it under the fridge, or refill the ice-tray? “glass half empty” “glass half full” or “technically the glass is always full, half water, half air”? do you prefer the freedom of space, the beauty of the stars, or the warmth of the sun?
Book lights and sheet tents.
Controlled chaos, it looks messy but it’s well thought out.
Peanut butter sandwiches and cereal.
Heavy blankets and a cold bedroom.
Puns for days.
Books in piles because the shelves are full.
Empty water glasses and half eaten bags of sweets.
The hum of a computer fan and the click of a mouse.
Pages being turned and tea gone cold.
A telescope, a keyboard and half built model in a thick layer of dust.
12 of the identical shirts in slightly different colors.
Bed sheets askew with a nightstand too cluttered to be used.
Messy hair, but a cap close at hand.
Forever disappearing hair ties, but always enough duct tape.
A weeks worth of plates waiting to be washed.
A colorful chair and an intp reading
How everything can be beautiful and magical one day; and dull and lifeless the next…
And after feeling like your world ended yesterday; you may just as well feel like you’re born again tomorrow…
As you experience something wonderful and think that nothing can bring you down, the world does it to you…
And at your darkest hour, a light shines brightly to lead you out of it…
Small wheel, big wheel…let’s face it, life is a never ending cycle of ups and down. Unless of course, you decide to put a wedge against it and you remain where you are. What that wedge is is entirely up to you though.
Life can be a see-saw too. Sometimes you depend on another to get high and because of them you feel so low sometimes. It could also be a swing, when you almost always need the push to keep on going — —all that until you realize you’re tired of the playground and decide you ought to keep it real.
Anyway, we humans are resilient. Most of us have this heightened ability to smile in spite of the heartaches, disappointments and frustrations. Sometimes we wear our hearts on our sleeves and most days we are just indifferent. To each his own.
I say in this game of life all we can do really is play it well, efficiently and with faith on a higher power. At your moment in the spotlight, have care and be sensitive enough to acknowledge the truth that one day, if you’re not diligent enough, you’ll know what bottom feels like. And when in pain, trust that tomorrow you will feel differently.
for the last 4 years i emptied the love out of my pockets like spare pennies, and only when i stopped to realize that i was empty did i begin to understand that my love was worth all the gold.
but no one ever tells you how much it hurts to give yourself away once you realize you have nothing left to give to the one person who deserves it– until they’re standing right in front of you with a bucket full of rubies and all you have left is the lint that lines your pockets.
so i know that loving me is kind of a challenge, and i know that i am jagged, that my glass is half-empty, and parts of me will always be broken–
but please teach me how to create a love like the kind you have made.
show me what it means to give, as well as to take.
you’ve never been with someone who’s good before, have you? // mh
BOTH??? I DONT KNOW I LITERALLY DONT UNDERSTAND WHATS DIFFERENT LIKE ARE THEY FROM DIFFERENT THINGS??? I KNEW THERE WERE LIKE THREE KAWORUS BUT???
Kaworu (in the context of Kawotrio) is just your garden variety space gay. Wanna hold hands nekkid in the bath? Sure. Wanna confess your love to this guy you’ve spent like half an hour with? Do it. Go to bed? With me? Why not? His hair is as fluffy and voluminous as his neck is long. You wanna know why his hair is so big? It’s full of pick up lines. They’re not very good pick up lines, but what’s an ill-timed “Your heart is fragile like glass” to a lonely hedgehog? Every time is the right time for the hedgehog. His heart is always ready.
He’s Kaworu from the anime, is what I’m saying. He and his Shinji are probably that gross couple that makes out in public. (Also, if I’m not mistaken, he’s the only one of the three that doesn’t play the piano. What a nerd.)
You know those guys in school circa 2008-09 who thought it was very stylish to have long-ish hair that kinda flipped up at the ends and they subsequently developed a swishy neck tic to swish the bangs out of their eyes every ten seconds? That’s Karl (manga Kaworu), in appearance and in personality. You know how “ahoge” translates to “idiot hair”? There’s a reason he has three. Wanna kill a cat? Lots of people would rather you didn’t. Wanna barge into your crush’s shower stall looking for some soap? Not a smart move. Wanna try that kissing thing you saw on TV while he’s sleeping? How about no? Too late, he’s gone and done it anyway. There he goes, a confused and frustrated nine-day old (I think?) bundle of alien; what a barrel of laughs, that Karl.
Poor Karl. He tries so hard. Shaun would never make out with him in public. Broom closets for them.
NEW LOOK SAME GAY TASTE look up the skies are black with gay space children it’s Qworu-kun chucking spears and taking names. Somewhere between his jealous tantrum at the end of 2.22 and 3.0 he found the Suave Stone because 3.0 Kaworu is, as the song goes, smoother than a fresh jar of Skippy, even though his hair is spikier. Wanna feel your crush up at the piano? Go for it. (I showed my sister and her friends that scene once cause they didn’t believe me about how gay it was and they were like “…….. is it supposed to look this sexual?”) Wanna lie on your side and tell him to pilot you like one of his Evas? Hell yeah. Wanna tell him he’s not actually your crush he’s actually the one you’ve been in love with for almost as long as you’ve been alive and if time loop theory is to be believed then that’s kind of a long time, considering how short your lives are each time around? Haha, welp, too late for you, you’re dead now. Again! This has been so much fun, let’s do it all over again tomorrow, Shinji-kun. Life is like a box of chocolates, if you knew that every chocolate was death-flavored, and not in the cutesy “death by chocolate” way that normal people like to use, but in the bloody, tear-stained “death by murder collar” way that future people like to use.
Good times, those gay piano times. Qworu and his Shinji wouldn’t make out in public (they’d probably just cuddle and giggle a lot), but those gay piano times serve pretty much the same function.
I based this spread off of Nicole’s ( @queenofchalices ) personality and dedicate to her. She’s always so positive and as far as i can remember, kind, caring, helpful, wise, and one hell of a diviner. Its an honor to be on the same website as you Queenie, keep being yourself! -Indigo Moon
1) Where does the problem originate?
2) How have you contributed to it?
3) How have others contributed to it?
4) How will it affect your life?
5) How will it affect the lives of other?
6) How will it help you?
7) How will it help others?
8) What was the situation like, right before the problem?
9) What was the situation like, right after the problem?
10) What can you ease your hurt?
11) How can you make a difference?
12) How can you ease someone else’s hurt?
13) What could get in the way of solving the problem?
In the world of superpowers, I totally drew the short straw. Barry got super speed. Ronnie could fly and shoot fireballs. Me? I get headaches and nightmare visions of people being killed. That’s not a superpower – it’s cause for therapy! But, my mom always said that the glass is half-full, so maybe it’s time to quit wallowing and see what this Vibe dude is capable of. Step one: Get in shape!
Joe hooked me up with a guest pass to the CCPD gym. Thanks to a donation from the Thawne family, it’s stocked with the latest exercise equipment (though I swear some of the machines are straight-up instruments of torture). I thought I’d beat the rush and get there early, but by nine o’clock the place was already hopping. My electric blue tracksuit stood out like a neon thumb amidst the sea of gray CCPD-issued sweats.
Where to begin? I’ve never much of a runner (minus chasing down the ice cream truck or sprinting from my neighbor’s bloodthirsty Papillon) so I nixed the treadmills. The punching bags were all taken by the beat cops and the stationary bikes had been co-opted by forensics. I headed over to a rack of weights – those seemed pretty safe. I’d finally snagged Kendra’s digits so maybe I’ll surprise her one our first date with two tickets to the gun show! Pow pow! I grabbed a set of 10lb dumbbells and started pumping away to the beat of “Eye of the Tiger.” I was really gettin’ into the zone when P. Spivs, Barry’s new girl, popped up beside me. She grabbed the twenty-pounders and started doing some squats and lunges while lifting the weights over her head. That girl is ripped.
The endorphins were flowing, so I asked Patty if she’d be game for some light sparring. Two seconds later, she had me pinned down, spread-eagle, with a knee on my chest and a triumphant gleam in her eye. Looks like Barry’s not the only lightning fast one in that relationship! She offered to teach me some hand-to-hand combat maneuvers, like the deadly elbow strike and crushing ax stomp. I was really getting into the superhero swing (Zoom better watch his back!) when things went south – Patty was a little over-enthusiastic demonstrating the nutcracker choke and I may or may not have passed out…
I came to five minutes later, but by that point I was so sore and dizzy that I decided to call it quits for the day. As I refueled with a well-earned Big Belly burger, I got to thinking: my power is mental, so why should I worry about getting buff? If my experience at the gym is any indication, in a confrontation with Zoom, I’d be dead meat. For real, Barry’s the only who stands a chance. But with him out there fighting, he’ll need some serious brainpower helping him out! Maybe I should focus on exercising my brain. How about some Sudoku, crossword puzzles, or a stimulating game of chess? Yeah… that seems much less painful.
I feel like I’m too busy writing history to read it.
I think that’s a responsibility that I have, to push possibilities, to show people: ‘This is the level that things could be at.’
I don’t give a fuck what people think, because people don’t think
When you’re the absolute best, you get hated on the most.
As a man I am flawed, but my music is perfect
ESFP: My greatest pain in life is that I will never be able to see myself perform live
You can’t look at a glass half full or empty if it’s overflowing
INFP: Someone will always be prettier. Someone will always be smarter. Someone will always be younger. But they will never be you.
I hate when I’m on a flight and I wake up with a water bottle next to me like oh great now I gotta be responsible for this water bottle
If you don’t make Christmas presents, meaning making something that’s so emotionally connected to people, don’t talk to me.
When I think of competition it’s like I try to create against the past. I think about Michelangelo and Picasso, you know, the pyramids.
I will be the leader of a company that ends up being worth billions of dollars, because I got the answers. I understand culture. I am the nucleus.
Love your haters - they’re your biggest fans
I remember when both Gnarls Barkley and Justin [Timberlake] lost for Album of the Year, and I looked at Justin, and I was like: ‘Do you want me to go onstage for you? You know, do you want me to fight … for what’s right.’
INTP: I’m not really specifically talented at anything except for the ability to learn. That’s what I do. That’s what I’m here for.
You should only believe about 90 percent of what I say. As a matter of fact, don’t even believe anything that I’m saying at all. I could be completely fucking with you, and the world, the entire time.
Send “♫” for a song that reminds me of our muses relationship.
King by Lauren Aquilina
Alright, this was HARD. We need more threads so I can shower you with more love and see where our muses are going. XD BUT I love this song because there are a couple of passages that do remind me of our muses and their relationship. Especially that following one:
Glass half empty, glass half full Well either way you won’t be going thirsty Count your blessings not your flaws
Grandma is always giving advice to all the boys, but with Scott, there’s something different. She wants to help him with the burden he put on his shoulders, but to also put things into perspective, to not seek perfection. When she has the chance, she wants to guide him in his role as the “leader” of IR. She’s not there to tell him how to do it. That’s not what he needs. She’s there for the self-doubt, for when things didn’t go accordingly to plan…
So she’s here to provide counsel and I feel this song represents my vision of the relationship our muses have. :)