Babyl-Ons

Tuesday, 24 April 2012

  • One by one...

    They all fall down.
    I've never in my life been able to walk away from pain so swiftly..
    Which makes me realize that I've grown alot..
    Matured to where I'm tired of all that..
    Tired of all the games...
    No more winning and losing.
    Just being.
    And I like being able to be myself.
    No more having to answer for it.

Tuesday, 03 April 2012

  • 10 Reasons Why People Cheat


    Thought THIS was a good blog post... even some of the comments are good..
    Read it.. What do you think?

    Someone who commented narrowed it down to these 3 reasons:

    "1) Not having the character to own up and say "it's over," first. (I think about 8 of the above 'reasons' are actually this in disguise).
    2) Loss/lapse of good judgement (e.g. drinking, or anger) and associated giving in to temptation.
    3) Unclear expectations in the relationship to begin with; i.e. 'cheater' wasn't aware what they were doing would be construed that way."

    What do you think? Why do people cheat?

Sunday, 25 March 2012

  • 9 lives

    That urge to be with you is fading away, and now I'm lost, trying to rediscover my destiny.
    9 years.. 9 lives.
    You can only do so much with something before it loses its essence.
    Tattered and battered up... We've become more of a memory of what we used to be..
    Fighting for an aspiration of what we could have been.
    Less in the moment of what we are.. when what we are is what should be.
    In my mind, the "shoulds" ought to be things that we have already chosen to do
    rather than the things we wish, if we could just be who we aren't in the moment, we would do.

    We've gone through this journey over and over again.
    We try to reupholster us, but we get harder and harder to repair with each passing day.
    We have no more cushion;
    And we're just covering up the layers of open wounds that lie underneath.
    And it just seems like.. it certainly feels like,
    we're going in circles.
    Every time I reflect on where we are
    although it appears that we've progressed...
    it is all so apparent that we have not changed.
    We are the same. Our pattern is the same.

    And I have grown tired of it.. better yet --disappointed.
    I had hopes with you and they have been shattered repeatedly.
    by both you.. and me.
    And I am done with hoping.
    I am done with holding on, praying that this won't kill me again.
    I have mourned the loss of us more times than I can process..
    more times than I am willing to bear.
    I'm on my 9th life.. With the last bit of heart string to tug.
    Losing this one would finish me. Finish us.
    And then there'd be nothing left for me to give or for us to share.
    I would like to give my heart away...
    I would like to share my life.
    And I would like to start as soon as I can -- find Mr. Alright
    So in order to do that, I have to sign away the benefits that you reaped,
    and one day award them to someone else who wants to be with me.
    Because when my 9th life is up,
    it should be the one who loves me
    who gets to keep the key to my heart.

    Niki I.

    "I am so sorry that we have not loved each other at the same time." - Andy Bernard, The Office

  • Daddyless Little Girl -- Repost

    Written almost 3 years ago.. And yet so much of this remains true.


    "We of the fatherless tribe love men differently" - Gina Loring.

    I am not going to talk general about this.. or at least not too general..
    I'm going to talk about my experience, and how I came to realize that above statement was true.
    808 and Heartbreak.
    That's all I can think to sum up my discovery.
    I was in love and happy for quite some time with someone I dated for almost two years.
    He broke up with me.
    It seemed that neither he or I really wanted it, but it was the case.
    The above statement is only important because for the next year and change,
    I would find myself sabotaging any form of emotional growth or self-expansion
    to go back to being with him.. in any way that was made available.
    This is not to say that he is a bad guy...
    this is to say that I was a weak girl.
    The breakup was like a death for me.. I mourned for quite some time.
    But within a month's time.. two months' time..
    I was already finding people who gave me some attention..
    4 months, five months... another two more...
    None of these people were what i wanted..
    none of these people met my standards...
    none of these people were worth my time, really, regardless of their status in life.
    I felt nothing from spending time with them..
    But I knew that somehow I needed it.
    I got into a relationship that I knew was not viable because I wanted attention..
    because I wanted affection, because I wanted love.
    Because I needed the satisfaction of knowing that someone could and would love me.
    It was actually a good relationship.. which I let go of for my ex..
    Knowing it would end in despair.. but needing it because I knew no one loved me more than he.
    I NEEDED it.... to make me feel whole.
    I got into another relationship.. which made me feel good.. made me happy..
    but not enough.. so I ended up going back to my ex...
    "Going back" to a nonexistant home... is pretty much nothing but allowing yourself to be used.
    This was my last phase with going back home to nothing.
    You know... I stopped wanting to be with him long ago..
    I no longer felt passion or chemistry when I was with him..
    And I continued to wonder what my incessant desire to be with him truly was...
    And I realized.. It was not him. It was me.
    It was my desire to be with something I knew I could manipulate as well..
    It was my need to be with someone I knew loved me to no end.
    It was my need to constantly look for someone.. or look in something..
    to satiate that need to feel that I am loved and I am precious..

    They say little girls without daddies become big girls who yearn for love.
    And I always thought that this was an insulting assumption
    until I began to reflect as to why I would want someone I didn't want.
    And this goes beyond the ex... this is all the other guys after our break up
    who were not in my league..
    I began to more than answer my questions.. i faced the truth.
    Little girls who get to be daddy's little girl.. I envy them..
    I constantly wonder what it feels like.. what it would be like..
    But that chance was taken from me...
    I continue to imagine what my household would be like
    if my dad never passed.. how strict he would probably be on me..
    how strict he would be about boys..
    how much he would've instilled in me that I'm above what any guy thinks he can give me...
    How much he would've given me security...
    Confidence...
    Love.. "Daddy's love"...
    These males were men who I gained attention from..
    and it made me feel special..
    and I couldn't deal with feeling "unloved"...
    I turned my attention to people who would give me it...
    The thing is.. I'd like to think that if I had had that love...
    no breakup... especially as civil as the one i endured
    would've ever made me feel so unloved...
    It would've been "his loss"
    and I see confident women out there who say things like that
    who believe it... even if not at the time of saying it.. soon enough they do.

    I further looked into my relationship with my ex..
    and I realized that he was like a Daddy figure for me..
    I made our relationship so..
    I asked him to control the things I do..
    He called me his "Princess" and kissed me on the forehead..
    It was almost always I told all and he said little...
    I wanted to do whatever on God's green earth would make him happy.
    I made him the authority in our relationship..
    and that's what I asked for.. that's what I wanted..
    and it took me up until probably last month to realize that..
    The thought almost sickens me now lol,
    but it doesn't change that there is something attractive
    about the somewhat domineering male... for me..
    and for most women of this 'tribe'...

    It is a hard fight.. to let go of men who fill a void..
    It is a harder fight to be the Daddy you never had
    and instill in yourself that you are the best, the loved, a catch, his loss...
    But inevitably... there hits a point in your life.. that fork in the road..
    where you realize that enough is enough..
    that you are fed up selling yourself short and not loving yourself enough..
    and when no amount of a man or a relationship will make you feel the love you're not giving yourself..
    Don't doubt you deserve love.. doubt the person you give love to...
    Don't doubt that you are loved.. doubt the person who says you don't deserve it..
    Take each day to realize your worth and realize...
    everyone in your presence is lucky to be there..
    it is beautiful to be humble..
    it is ugly to be pitiful.

    I can say that I have grown alot from acknowledging my issues..
    and although I don't want to go back to having a daddy for a boyfriend..
    the type of love I feel for males (that I care about) is somewhat one
    I still have to work on..
    I think that the love I felt in the past was at an unhealthily high level
    leaving me in despair after the break up..
    but I've grown alot since and I am fine with my own love..
    getting extra love is just a plus..
    Giving love however, that's something I work on diluting, for lack of better words...
    And I think..
    I think I'm actually doing just fine.

    Daddy's little girl is just another term for being spoiled and protected..
    Spoil and protect yourself... You have a right..
    You should love yourself enough to do that.
    Niki I.

Thursday, 01 March 2012

  • Short & Sweet #8 - This Kiss


    "A friend is always good to have, but a lover's kiss is better than angels raining down on me."
    - Dave Matthews
    "A kiss... Tis a secret told to the mouth instead of to the ear." - Edmond Rostand

    A kiss, when done right, can be the beginning and end of everything.
    It inspires, incites, and ignites the will to live and exude life.
    A kiss can lead to such reckless behavior,
    but also open doors to magical adventures..
    And a kiss should feel like one.
    When I kiss, I feel captivated.. entranced.. enthralled..
    I feel like I am being whisked away,
    consuming and becoming consumed by our kiss...
    It is all that matters.
    Let us kiss some more...
    as though somehow it shall save us from Love's debt.
    Oh, the enchantment of a kiss... when our lips fit.
    Niki I.

    Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score;
    Then to that twenty, add a hundred more:
    A thousand to that hundred: so kiss on,
    To make that thousand up a million.
    Treble that million, and when that is done,
    Let's kiss afresh, as when we first begun.
    -Robert Herrick

Saturday, 07 January 2012

  • Short & Sweet #7 - 20 Answers

    People often play 20 questions to essentially solve a puzzle; to figure out what something is...
    Since this is my blog, I'm going to do 20 things about me that you may or may not know.
    I've done this in the past, but in retrospect they were quite self-deprecating IMO.
    So here are, 20 answers, at random, about me.
    1. A person's narrative is always intriguing to me. It's not as much about the story, but how you tell it.
    2. I want to be married someday.. Hopefully before I hit 30. I really want love to come my way soon.
    3. I believe everyone has value and worth; it's a matter of them seeing it and an environment evoking it.
    4. I will almost, 99% of the time choose a comedy TV show over a drama show.
    >>I've even watched what 2 series' that I thought were dramas and found out they were comedies lol.<<
    5. I love almost all colors but it is reallly hard for me to like pink (or red really).
    6. My wardrobe consists mostly of blacks, grays, blues, and whites.
    7. I want a pet one day. Preferably a beagle. I want to start out with a kitten first however.
    8. I very much believe in God(s)... *Agnostic Theist. I'm beginning to believe in supernatural abilities too.
    And I'm just not sure what to do with it all.
    9. I am funny. Sometimes wryly, other times giddy, but usually clever or witty.
    10. I have been known to randomly counsel (or "therapize" as I call it) strangers who appear in need of an ear.
    11. I am a giving person and am often more comfortable with giving than getting.
    12. I spend alot of my money. I need a budget.
    13. The reason I have a hard time budgeting is because of my need for freedom, adventure, and spontaneity.
    14. I drink and smoke occasionally. I drink more often than I smoke. I have random cravings to smoke.
    15. Im a DIY type of girl when it comes to hair and make-up. I actually make some of my hair products;
    next DIY hair project will be organic gel!
    16. Speaking of organic.. I like everything better when it is organic LOL.
    17. Living in NYC has turned out to be the best experience a person could ask for.
    18. I may not be in NYC for much longer...
    19. My family are my friends, and my friends are my family.
    20. Nothing I ever do is not worthwhile. Trial and error are as welcomed as successes.
    That is all.. for now.
    Niki I.

Wednesday, 04 January 2012

  • Short & Sweet #6 - In Summary, A Quote

    "Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield, upon which your reason and your judgment wage war against your passion and your appetite." - Khalil Gibran

  • Short & Sweet #5 - Utter Devotion Ended

    2 full years...
    You've had a major impact on me..
    and lately it's felt like we've both had a growth spurt
    which is always awesome lol..
    but in our case, it was more so bittersweet.
    2 whole years...
    I spent chasing you,
    admiring you from up close and afar,
    building territorial, jealous, devoted, loyal fury...
    I spent two years getting to know you.. more...
    In ways I always wished but couldn't..
    In ways I always hoped but shouldn't...
    And two years later,
    the measuring tape of our romantic love
    has ceased to extend any further.
    Though the love is far from gone,
    our love story, for now, is over.
    And though it brings me pain to let go
    and watch my fantasies of you and I drift away
    I know it is the only answer...
    the only way...
    to salvage any future we can have
    and beautifully frame the past that we've shared..
    We had to let go..
    And now where utter devotion ends,
    sheer sacrifice begins.
    Our love is like energy..
    It was not fabricated... it cannot be destroyed.
    It exists and transforms.. just as we have.
    And thus I will love you, in some way, always.
    Niki I.

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  • It's time for a new "About Me". I am a patron of the hearts LOL. I seem to gravitate towards topics of love more than anything else. I don't really know why, but they're the easiest to write about. I'm sure I've blogged of other things, but I'm sure you will find less of these "other things". I like to write things of substance. Things that others may be able to relate to and not just about my day. Honestly, who would care? I'm sure my subscribers have had enough of my love talk, but for me it's the one thing that, unlike myself, never gets old. :-) Enjoy!

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  • My professor has given me reason to neglect my attendance & coursework, as he has so chosen to do w/ his egregious lateness & tangents
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