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Well God, that was an extremely rude awakening but I guess it was needed.
Three halves.
Alright, I don’t normally reblog gifs of him but not even gonna lie, preeetttty cute. (via jayfluent)
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Old injuries.
Since the age of three, I’ve always been heavily involved in sports. Over the years, I’ve sustained quite a few injuries whether it be a weak fracture or a pulled muscle. Now that I’m twenty, the old injuries, no matter how long ago they were, always come back and “haunt” me for a couple days every so often. Why that happens, I will never know. Maybe because I never fully allowed myself to heal properly, or maybe its just a simple reminder for my body to take it easy. Whatever the reason, I’m always reminded of how the injury occurred whenever the pain comes back. So the pain got me thinking, this is exactly how falling in love is. Just like sports, falling in love or just stepping into a relationship has its risks. However you’re not risking an injury to the body, you’re risking an injury to the soul, to the heart. Most people will tell you, “All it takes is some time”, but lets be honest here, you never forget no matter how long ago it may be. And just like an old sports injury, it’ll come back and haunt you every so often. BUT, as unnerving as it sounds, you also learn from those injuries. You know what not to do the next time and you know how to better protect yourself. I think that’s the beauty of an “old injury”. You look back, sometimes even feel the exact pain you felt all those years ago, but you’re reminded that you’ve bettered yourself in such a way that hurting in that way will never happen again. |