You tell me actions speak louder than words, but then you say it's the thoughts that count?
As far as I know, all the cool magical stuff in us, in our lives, happens when intentions, thoughts, words, and actions are part of one whole.
And then there are times when our actions speak louder than our love.
~ Jane Bravo
Why Jane Bravo?
- janebravo
- One dark and boring night in 2005, sitting alone thinking about life and how weird it is, Sarah Dawood/ Drama wrote her first blogpost as Jane Bravo. What started out as a private ranting space, slowly and gradually evolved into the current blog, which talks about many events, things, and feelings. Just like all of Sarah's other social media platforms, also about many events, things, and feelings --- Instagram: thesarahdawood | snapchat: thesarahdawood | twitter: @SarahDawood | facebook: /groups/TheCoddiwomple
Saturday, October 19, 2013
Wednesday, October 02, 2013
Till I can laugh till I can cry.
It's not that I want my days to be easy. No, not at all.
Just these days, I can only manage the not-so-hard kind of days.
It's not like I'm doing some kind of a parade, and praying it doesn't rain on my parade.
I happen to like the rain, I'm used to it raining on my parade actually.
It's just the thunderstorms and the floods. I still need to learn how to dance during those... but right now, I can only manage the not-so-hard kind of days.
Days are hard some days.
The days when things aren't at all the way I want them to be. These days are hard. When the big things don't matter because the little things don't stop pinching.
You'll see me laugh the most on the hard days. I'll seem the happiest.
I'm laughing because I am pushing myself. Because I'm trying to push the laughter inside, till it can touch my soul, my day, my life. Till the smile can reach my eyes.
Till I can laugh till I can cry.
~ Jane Bravo
Just these days, I can only manage the not-so-hard kind of days.
It's not like I'm doing some kind of a parade, and praying it doesn't rain on my parade.
I happen to like the rain, I'm used to it raining on my parade actually.
It's just the thunderstorms and the floods. I still need to learn how to dance during those... but right now, I can only manage the not-so-hard kind of days.
Days are hard some days.
The days when things aren't at all the way I want them to be. These days are hard. When the big things don't matter because the little things don't stop pinching.
You'll see me laugh the most on the hard days. I'll seem the happiest.
I'm laughing because I am pushing myself. Because I'm trying to push the laughter inside, till it can touch my soul, my day, my life. Till the smile can reach my eyes.
Till I can laugh till I can cry.
~ Jane Bravo
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