#purpose
I literally love cocks more than I like my boyfriend So go ahead and rape me as much as you like. I’ll be so happy that I’ll fall in love with your cock too
heather o’neill
“Romantic obsession is my first language. I live in a world of fantasies, infatuation and love poems. Sometimes I wonder if the yearning I’ve felt for others was more of a yearning for yearning itself. I’ve pined insatiably and repeatedly: for strangers, new lovers, unrequited flames. While the subjects changed, that feeling always remained. Perhaps, then, I have not been so infatuated with the people themselves, but with the act of longing.”
-Melissa Broder, from “Life without Longing,” The New York Times
In the course of a person’s life, there comes the time to answer “the big questions”:what are you going to do with your life? Who will you spend it with? What is the meaning of life, the universe, and everything? That moment, in my life, for at least one of these questions, is AUGUST 2, 2014, and so, with that in mind, I have decided to take something very old:this blog, and give it some new things: a new name, a new look, and a new purpose.
If my blog is novel to you, feel free to peruse its history, and read about the origins of its name and intention. Even if you’re a frequent visitor, it may give some context for that which you have seen.
But now, it has a new name: 2-Fifths and a new rai·son d'ê·tre: to tell OURstory. As we walk forward in life together, we wanted a way to share our struggles and successes with those who have loved and supported us through the years, and also to set it down for ourselves, that we can see the work God has done in our lives.
Joe and I picked the name 2-Fifths to remind us that in this relationship, we are but two small parts, but that God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit play the much larger role.
If anything, our relationship has been a continual reminder that apart from the grace of God, there is very little that we can do.
It is a lesson we hope to carry forward into our marriage and the rest of our lives. I will still have my ramblings from time to time, as usual, and Joe will as well, but we will also, I hope, be able to share encouraging, funny, touching, and real moments as we start the next chapter together.
Here I am up at 3am, searching for myself. Searching for a meaning, a purpose. Who I am, who people say I am, who my parents think I am, who I’m meant to be, who I should be.