Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Happy 50th!

FIRST AND FOREMOST... HAPPY 50th BLOG POST! Hard to believe you've listened to me rant, gossip, and share my joy for life with you 50 times. But I'll take it! So thank you guys for the support, I love you guys! 


Okay guys so this Sunday is the final of Go-Go Idol and I need you there to cheer me on! So if you are anywhere in the Houston area please be at Meteor Lounge on Sunday at 10:00pm to cheer me onto being Houston's first Go Go Idol!!!


Peace Out Bro Scouts,
Porter Wescott




Tuesday, November 2, 2010

A Few Hallo-Queen Photos

Hallo-Queen has ended. It was quite a fun weekend. I am literally exhausted from helping people with costumes, doing my own costumes, cleaning up after everyone else's costumes, winning a few contests, and running in a drag race. (We had to wear heels.) So here are a few photos of my Werewolf Costume and Lord Gaga! Enjoy! 

Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott




















Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Hallo-Queen Is Coming...

Only A Few Days Until Our Hallo-Queen Weekend. Three---Possibly Four Days Of TRICKS and Treats. Costume Making Is In Full Swing. Fur Cutting. Caution Tape Finding. And Sexiness Exuding From My Pores. What Is In Store For You This Halloween? Let Me Know In The Comment Box! Stay Tuned... An Old Friend Of Mine Is Coming Back To Co-Host With Me Houston's Halloween Happenings. And Have You Checked Out My You Tube Channel Lately Lots Of Good Stuff Over There! 


Peace Out Bro Scouts, 
Porter Wescott


Sunday, October 17, 2010

I NEED YOUR HELP!


For the next few Sundays I am in a contest called Go-Go Idol! I am trying to become Houston's TOP Go-Go Dancer, but I need your help! The contest is judged by several categories one of which is text voting! The number is 832-605-8144. Text "gogo" to register then you are set to vote.  So be watching my TWITTER every Sunday around 11:00 Pm Central time to get my contestant number and text "gogo ##" when you see me say VOTE.

Help me become Houston's FIRST Go-Go Idol! 

And Yes... There Will Be Videos and Photos! 

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Disgusted

  • I found this in Yahoo News... My heart is so broken over this issue... Please Read This... All Of These kids were from the same town...

1 Ohio Town; 4 Bullied Teens

By MEGHAN BARR, Associated Press Writer – Fri Oct 8, 4:01 pm ET
MENTOR, Ohio – Sladjana Vidovic's body lay in an open casket, dressed in the sparkly pink dress she had planned to wear to the prom. Days earlier, she had tied one end of a rope around her neck and the other around a bed post before jumping out her bedroom window.
The 16-year-old's last words, scribbled in English and her native Croatian, told of her daily torment at Mentor High School, where students mocked her accent, taunted her with insults like "Slutty Jana" and threw food at her.
It was the fourth time in little more than two years that a bullied high school student in this small Cleveland suburb on Lake Erie died by his or her own hand — three suicides, one overdose of antidepressants. One was bullied for being gay, another for having a learning disability, another for being a boy who happened to like wearing pink.
Now two families -- including the Vidovics -- are suing the school district, claiming their children were bullied to death and the school did nothing to stop it. The lawsuits come after a national spate of high-profile suicides by gay teens and others, and during a time of national soul-searching about what can be done to stop it.
If there has been soul-searching among the bullies in Mentor — a pleasant beachfront community that was voted one of the "100 Best Places to Live" by CNN and Money magazine this year — Sladjana's family saw too little of it at her wake in October 2008.
Suzana Vidovic found her sister's body hanging over the front lawn. The family watched, she said, as the girls who had tormented Sladjana for months walked up to the casket -- and laughed.
"They were laughing at the way she looked," Suzana says, crying. "Even though she died."'
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Sladjana Vidovic, whose family had moved to northeast Ohio from Bosnia when she was a little girl, was pretty, vivacious and charming. She loved to dance. She would turn on the stereo and drag her father out of his chair, dance him in circles around the living room.
"Nonstop smile. Nonstop music," says her father, Dragan, who speaks only a little English.
At school, life was very different. She was ridiculed for her thick accent. Classmates tossed insults like "Slutty Jana" or "Slut-Jana-Vagina." A boy pushed her down the stairs. A girl smacked her in the face with a water bottle.
Phone callers in the dead of night would tell her to go back to Croatia, that she'd be dead in the morning, that they'd find her after school, says Suzana Vidovic.
"Sladjana did stand up for herself, but toward the end she just kind of stopped," says her best friend, Jelena Jandric. "Because she couldn't handle it. She didn't have enough strength."
Vidovic's parents say they begged the school to intervene many times. They say the school promised to take care of her.
She had already withdrawn from Mentor and enrolled in an online school about a week before she killed herself.
When the family tried to retrieve records about their reports of bullying, school officials told them the records were destroyed during a switch to computers. The family sued in August.
Two years after her death, Dragan Vidovic waves his hand over the family living room, where a vase of pink flowers stands next to a photograph of Sladjana.
"Today, no music," he says sadly. "No smile."
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Eric Mohat was flamboyant and loud and preferred to wear pink most of the time. When he didn't get the lead soprano part in the choir his freshman year, he was indignant, his mother says.
He wore a stuffed animal strapped to his arm, a lemur named Georges that was given its own seat in class.
"It was a gag," says Mohat's father, Bill. "And all the girls would come up to pet his monkey. And in his Spanish class they would write stories about Georges."
Mohat's family and friends say he wasn't gay, but people thought he was.
"They called him fag, homo, queer," says his mother, Jan. "He told us that."
Bullies once knocked a pile of books out of his hands on the stairs, saying, "'Pick up your books, faggot,'" says Dan Hughes, a friend of Eric's.
Kids would flick him in the head or call him names, says 20-year-old Drew Juratovac, a former student. One time, a boy called Mohat a "homo," and Juratovac told him to leave Mohat alone.
"I got up and said, 'Listen, you better leave this kid alone. Just walk away,'" he says. "And I just hit him in the face. And I got suspended for it."
Eric Mohat shot himself on March 29, 2007, two weeks before a choir trip to Hawaii.
His parents asked the coroner to call it "bullicide." At Eric's funeral and after his death, other kids told the Mohats that they had seen the teen relentlessly bullied in math class. The Mohats demanded that police investigate, but no criminal activity was found.
Two years later, in April 2009, the Mohats sued the school district, the principal, the superintendent and Eric's math teacher. The federal lawsuit is on hold while the Ohio Supreme Court considers a question of state law regarding the case.
"Did we raise him to be too polite?" Bill Mohat wonders. "Did we leave him defenseless in this school?"
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Meredith Rezak, 16, shot herself in the head three weeks after the death of Mohat, a good friend of hers. Her cell phone, found next to her body, contained a photograph of Mohat with the caption "R.I.P. Eric a.k.a. Twiggy."
Rezak was bright, outgoing and a well-liked player on the volleyball team. Shortly before her suicide, she had joined the school's Gay-Straight Alliance and told friends and family she thought she might be gay.
Juratovac says Rezak endured her own share of bullying — "name-calling, just stupid trivial stuff" — but nobody ever knew it was getting to her.
"Meredith ended up coming out that she was a lesbian," he says. "I think much of that sparked a lot of the bullying from a lot of the other girls in school, 'cause she didn't fit in."
Her best friend, Kevin Simon, doesn't believe that bullying played a role in Rezak's death. She had serious issues at home that were unrelated to school, he says.
After Mohat's death, people saw Rezak crying at school, and friends heard her talk of suicide herself.
A year after Rezak's death, the older of her two brothers, 22-year-old Justin, also shot and killed himself. His death certificate mentioned "chronic depressive reaction."
This March, her only other sibling, Matthew, died of a drug overdose at age 21.
Their mother, Nancy Merritt, lives in Colorado now. She doesn't think Meredith was bullied to death but doesn't really know what happened. On the phone, her voice drifts off, sounding disconnected, confused.
"So all three of mine are gone," she says. "I have to keep breathing."
___
Most mornings before school, Jennifer Eyring would take Pepto-Bismol to calm her stomach and plead with her mother to let her stay home.
"She used to sob to me in the morning that she did not want to go," says her mother, Janet. "And this is going to bring tears to my eyes. Because I made her go to school."
Eyring, 16, was an accomplished equestrian who had a learning disability. She was developmentally delayed and had a hearing problem, so she received tutoring during the school day. For that, her mother says, she was bullied constantly.
By the end of her sophomore year in 2006, Eyring's mother had decided to pull her out of Mentor High School and enroll her in an online school the following autumn. But one night that summer, Jennifer walked into her parents' bedroom and told them she had taken some of her mother's antidepressant pills to make herself feel better. Hours later, she died of an overdose.
The Eyrings do not hold Mentor High accountable, but they believe she would be alive today had she not been bullied. Her parents are speaking out in hopes of preventing more tragedies.
"It's too late for my daughter," Janet Eyring says, "but it may not be too late for someone else."
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No official from Mentor public schools would comment for this story. The school also refused to provide details on its anti-bullying program.
Some students say the problem is the culture of conformity in this city of about 50,000 people: If you're not an athlete or cheerleader, you're not cool. And if you're not cool, you're a prime target for the bullies.
But that's not so different from most high schools. Senior Matt Super, who's 17, says the suicides unfairly paint his school in a bad light.
"Not everybody's a good person," he says. "And in a group of 3,000 people, there are going to be bad people."
StopCyberbulling.org founder Parry Aftab says this is the first time she's heard of two sets of parents suing a school at the same time for two independent cases of bullying or cyberbullying. No one has been accused of bullying more than one of the teens who died.
Barbara Coloroso, a national anti-bullying expert, says the school is allowing a "culture of mean" to thrive, and school officials should be held responsible for the suicides — along with the bullies.
"Bullying doesn't start as criminal. They need to be held accountable the very first time they call somebody a gross term," Coloroso says. "That is the beginning of dehumanization."
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Associated Press writer Jeannie Nuss in Columbus contributed to this report.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Recovery

Hey guys, the surgery went well. I'm still pretty loopy from the Codine but I'll live. I just wanted to hop on really quick and say thank you for the thoughts and well wishes. I'm doing fine and should be 100% within the week and ready for my shoot. Love you guys.


Peace Out Bro Scouts, 
Porter Wescott

Saturday, October 2, 2010

A Quick Trip To Dallas

Hey Guys. So, I would have posted sooner, but I've been so busy and so tired! Fashion Show today for some major labels, and I have been catching up on sleep. I've lost sleep for a few reasons. One, is all the gay teen suicides have been so troubling to me. Especially Asher Brown since he was a member of my community. Logan and I tried to talk about it driving to Dallas but neither one of us could without choking up or shedding a tear or two. It is really hard to imagine being so distraught that death is a better option than living as a gay man. Logan tweeted something the other day when he was sitting at S4 in Dallas brooding that I totally agree with. "It just hit me, we're no longer children. It's our time to be strong and protect them. Let's make #ItsGetBetter, better now." Something that I strongly agree with. It is time for all of us to find a way to make a difference in our community. No Bullying At Any Age! No Hate For Any Reason! I've really loved, and loathed watching everyone's it gets better videos. Its so hard to watch them but so inspiring. Please everyone take a moment today to remember Asher, and the other young men who have taken their lives because they saw no other way out this week. 


And there is no real good way to transition to my Dallas Trip so this line will be some fancy and good transition that makes perfect sense. <<JEDI HAND WAVE>>


So, Logan, Rhett, and I all went to go see Cazwell in Dallas and were going to stay with our friend and Logan's self-proclaimed husband Tyler. Well, come the morning of the trip, it was hard to get a hold of anyone! Logan, Rhett, and Tyler. Turns out Tyler had to fly out for a business trip. So when I did get a hold of Logan we decided that we'll take it by the seat of our pants. We didn't know where we were going to go or stay but we're young enough we can do it! So, we left at around noon to go pick up Rhett. We get to small town Texas, get Rhett and stop at the world's slowest Dairy Queen. No really, it took twenty minutes to get our burgers. Twenty minutes! At least Rhett and Logan weren't bickering. (They love each other but for real, bicker like old women.) So, (I'm aware I'm totally over using the "So," line in this post.) we get to Dallas around 5:00pm and have no where to go and nothing to do. Thankfully, it is the time of year that the Texas State Fair is going on and Logan really wanted to go so we do! We walked around and checked out the boys, and the eats that are terrible for you. Here are some of the items we saw listed: Friend Pickles, Fried Cheesecake, Fried Bacon, Fried Butter, Fried Jalapeños, even Fried Margaritas... Yes, Fried Margaritas. (You scooped it out.) Oh, and while we're on the subject of eats. Dippin' Dots, the Ice Cream of the Future? When is this future coming? Because it seems to me it is the Ice Cream of the past! 
The real fun started when we hit up the carnival section of the fair. The rides were anywhere from $5-$7 dollars a ride. A rip-off? Yes! But, they were so worth it. I have lots of videos to post of us on the rides. We were thrown and flipped, jostled and slammed, and in the end had our bodies thrown about as they never should be. But it was worth every penny! I'll post these videos as soon as I can get them uploaded! 
They're Sad Flowers... Don't Ask!
After a few hours we were all faired out and needed to get ready to go to the Cazwell concert. The real problem was... NO ONE IN DALLAS WE KNEW WAS ANSWERING THEIR PHONES! So, being as classy as we are we went to a mall, had some dinner and took over the restrooms and primped and changed. I was in the family restroom so long the janitor started banging on the door and telling me to get out! "FAMILIES ONLY!" he yelled at me in broken English. I didn't care though, I was going meet Cazwell and I looked good! We got to the club early so we could hand out Porter propaganda and made friends with some of the bartenders like the fabulous Sassy! 
Cazwell gives out free icecream hats!!!
We walked around the gayborhood, where we checked out the scene. For all the Dallitude there supposedly is in Dalls, we were only met with smiles and good conversation. I love how it is laid out too. There are shops, and eateries sprinkled throughout the club scene. (We had to talk Logan  out of buying an mermaid ornament that looked like his ex, Aiden Ash... As the Chance the clerk said, "That's not healthy man!") But we enjoyed an amazing drag show full of Britney Spears and Glee music before the main event. CAZWELL! It was packed! So packed people were literally fighting for spots. All I know is that if I got a black eye because of some stupid fight over a spot there would have been hell to pay. 
So cute! 
But when he came out Cazwell rocked that joint. People were singing and dancing, and he was smoking hot! (Not to mention who doesn't love someone who gives out free Popsicles? Everyone tried to give it their best head, minus someone I was with who didn't get that it was supposed to be sexy and not to chow down on it. ) 
After a great show he did a meet and greet, where he signed ice cream hats and posters. I was so nervous to meet him. Oh and this made my day. I said, "I'm Porter Wescott, we've tweeted." He smiled really big and said, "I know exactly who you are." That was so exciting. I actually brought a gift for him, a signed Randy Blue DVD I'm in. He told me he likes and wants me to send him one where I'm a bottom. (So my next DVD I bottom in, I have to mail to Cazwell!) 
So the boys and I all chatted him up, got our photos and then went to the last drag show. Which was fantastic. (Videos of that to come to come soon as well!) But it was 2am, I had to be in Houston by noon, so it made no sense to get a hotel for three hours of sleep, so we just drove home. We got back around 6am. I got a few hours of sleep, then had a meeting to be at, and after that slept all weekend. But I gotta go boys, I am in a fashion show that starts in a short while so you know the drill...
PEACE OUT BRO SCOUT, 
Porter Wescott




Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Hallo-Queen

Hallo-Queen that is.... probably the best holiday out there; skanky outfits, raunchy behavior, and a blatant disregard of classiness. And afterall, a gay always loves an excuse to dress up!!!

But there are always a few dilemmas that arise around this time of year.... Where should I celebrate? What should I go as? How skanky should I be? and the ever present concern of nearly every human being... How can I lose some quick lbs, and get some definition?

So men, I wanna hear from you! Best costumes you've worn or seen, hot spots for celebrations, skank vs. modest.... There's little over a month to get all the details in order, so message me, comment me, or take the twitter option (@PorterWescottXX) and twitpic me your halloween celebrations! 

ALSO.... anyone going to the Cazwell concert in Dallas this Thursday? I'll be there with my boys, pics will be posted!


Peace Out Bro Scout, 
Porter Wescott

Friday, September 24, 2010

Sorry Guys!

So all week I was like, "That would make a great blog topic!" to about everything that popped into my head. As I was driving to Dallas for a photo shoot today I realized, with all these great ideas bouncing around in my head I forgot to blog! So since I'm pressed for time because I want to go out and network, I will offer up this peace present: The first 8 people to email me at PorterWescottXXX@Gmail.com and say, "Apology Accepted will get a code for a 48 hour pass to Randy Blue. Please leave your first name in the email in the signature. Sorry to cut it short boys, but I'll blog tomorrow. Promise.

Peace Out Bro Scout,
Porter Wescott

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Friday, September 17, 2010

The Porter Wescott Contest!

Life Couldn't Be Better For Porter Wescott! Blog hits are through the roof! I'm meeting all the right people! I'm starting to film DVDs! I'm making so many good connections for the future! (And that's what it is really all about isn't it?) So why am I sitting here gloating about my success? I'll tell you why, because I wouldn't be anywhere without you guys! Without your support and adoration there would be no Porter Wescott. So I want to do something for you! 
Remember that contest I proposed before my blog was turned into the Porterpotty Blog? Well, it's time! I want to find the biggest Porterphile! 


Here is the deal: I want to see your Porter Drawings, Digital Art, Haikus, and any other form of Artistic Expression displaying your Porter-Obsession will be entries. 
I'll put my top five on here - and probably some honorable mentions - and I'll have a celebrity judge pick the final winner! 
What's in it for you? 
1st Place - A Fleshjack - Soda Jack and a Signed Randy Blue DVD
2nd Place - A Signed Randy Blue DVD
Top 3-4-5 - A Pass To Check out Randy Blue.com!


Send your entries to PORTERWESCOTTXXX@Gmail.com 


Entries will accepted until October 1st! 


Good Luck Guys! 


Peace Out Bro Scouts, 
Porter Wescott

Thursday, September 16, 2010

What A Week!

It has been a crazy couple of days! It started with the mad rush for Logan and I to complete a project, so the next day I could fly off to L.A. to film my first real porn movie! I had to memorize a script and everything! So while filming I a two day scene, a day of sex and a day of the story. Yes, there is a story! I'm hoping you'll be rather impressed by my acting. (Is award season coming?!) In between shooting, I got to go to HERE LOUNGE (DJed by her majesty Chi Chi LaRue) and dance... Showing off all my goodies! Then tonight, after my shoot I have to hop a plane fly back to Houston, get my car, drive to my hometown go to the Doc, then get picked up by Logan and Dash and go to Dallas for Dallas Pride! It's going to be so jam packed but I'm so excited. So if you're going to be in Dallas get a hold of me VIA Twitter or something! And Does anyone know how to get in touch with RYAN RAZ I know someone who would die to meet him! Oh - - And here is the fruit of Logan and my labors - - Enjoy: 







Davey, lets do something together again soon! I had a blast! 


Peace Out Bro Scouts, 
Porter Wescott

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

I Want To See YOUR Peacock!

Hey Guys,
I've been meaning to post this for a few weeks now. I'm friends with the guys who are in the video and thought I should give them a plug. Check it out guys, send them some love, and hopefully next time it will be me dancing with them! 




Peace Out Bro Scouts, 
Porter Wescott

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Regine Simone

I just left yet another fun evening at Meteor in Houston. Every Sunday Regine Simone (One of my personal favorite drag queens) hosts Sinful Sundays and they are a blast. There is a strip contest, game-show styled games, and of course a drag show. While yes, I do typically dance in the contest, this isn't a plug for me, but for my girl Regine. 
I was lucky enough to give Regine a ride home after the show because her ride was in the shop and got some time to just talk to her. I've always enjoyed our conversations at the bars but there is something refreshing about getting to know someone when they can let their guard down and just be themselves. 
I'm hoping that the two of us get to do some work together in the near future. (Well, outside of me shaking my ass and her giving the crowd the play by play!) This lady is so talented and never puts on a bad show. She's funny, she can dance, and dresses to kill! 
An interesting thing about Regine is her height. She's a very tall girl and doesn't shop at Abercrombie Kids. I bring this up because the first time I saw saw her perform I couldn't get over how big she was but watching her perform melts all of the "Wow, she's gonna kick my ass" factor away and you see nothing but the graceful lady she is. 






So you guys need to spill into Sinful Sundays and check out Regine (and sometimes me). Come on guys lets pack the house! (Oh, and my girl will be hosting this Wednesday at JRs Bar and Grill in Houston this week and I expect you there!)


Peace Out Bro Scout, 
Porter Wescott


Thursday, September 9, 2010

Foreshadowing

For those of you who don't know who Davey Wavey is, I suggest you take a look. He's (almost) as addicting as me. A beautiful gay boy from the North East who is a You Tube STAR. He takes mundane every day topics that concern the gay community and uses his beautiful face, stunning body, and wonderful sense of humor to drive the point home. He talks about everything from foreskin, to bathhouses, to anal-douching and every video is wonderful! So why am I plugging another gorgeous guy on my blog? I mean this is supposed to be about your Porter addiction right? Well, recently (to my surprise and excitement) I have gotten in touch with Davey and we've been talking. Okay, you're saying I probably talk to gorgeous boys all the time, and I do. BUT, I get to go from Davey Wavey fan boy to Davey Wavey Blog Buddy - - - Oh shoot, I think I've already said too much... 
Well since I can't say much more than this little tease, why don't you treat yourself to of my favorite teases from Davey himself. 
"Shake That Ass Like You Got No Class!" And as my friend's 5-year-old daughter said after she watched this video, "Drop it to the floor like you got no manners!" 



Peace Out Bro Scouts, 
Porter Wescott 

Sunday, September 5, 2010

A Few Thoughts On Love


Since I'm about to make the introduction of someone very important to me in the next few days I was looking for quotes about love. I searched and searched and couldn't find anything. I thought maybe I could quote that love is a battlefield, but that'd be too cliche, I thought I could quote Frank Sintra or Ella Fitzgerald but that could be considered overplayed... Then I came across something Logan had written concerning his thoughts on love and I had to share it with you. So here are Logan Ash's thoughts on love: 



Walt Disney is history’s greatest liar. When we were young he filled our heads full of the fantastical ideas that one day we will meet someone who will love us so fully and so deeply we will never have any troubles again. On top of that, this all happens in an hour and a half. What Disney doesn’t tell us is that Prince Charming has a drinking problem, Beast beats Belle when he is angry, and Prince Naveen is a compulsive gambler.
There are no happily ever afters, there are no perfect lovers among us, there is just this. Love is hard work. Love is never easy. Love is beautiful, but it is not without its fair share of heartache and sorrow. Very few of us will meet our frog prince at a southern gala, even less of us will be kissed from a long slumber to awaken to the man of our dreams, and absolutely none of us will teach a beast in an enchanted castle to love. But why would we want this perfect romance from the start? Why do we want to skip the bulk of the story and go straight to the end? Love is a wonderful adventure. It is full of its ups, the first kiss, the first touch, the first time you wake up next to someone and they smile back at you. Love is full of its downs, the times we forget to say I love you enough, the times you let a mess turn into a screaming match, the times you say ‘This just isn’t working.’
Love is an addiction. It is our nature to seek the companionship it brings and to look for it wherever we can. How often do we confuse love with lust though? That beautiful boy with the perfect smile may compare nothing to the average Joe with his stomach hanging over his belt. Maybe the perfect smile makes you happy for a few months but we pass up the one who truly loves us because he believed Taco Bell’s fourth meal was a mandated law. We are addicted to the rush of falling in love and not the act of being in love. The idea is absurd in itself, to fall in love. What if both of us were to fall in love, who would be there to catch us. This is why so many relationships fail because we are so busy with the act of falling in love we never catch ourselves and allow ourselves to be in love.
The act of being in love is a much braver feat than actually falling in love. When we are in love we know that everything will be all right. When we are in love nothing else in the room matters, we can be in a room of beautiful people who want to ‘sex us up’ or go play seven minutes in heaven but when we are totally in love we do not see the other people. When they are in love with us they do not see them either. When we are in love there are no other options considered except who we love. When we are in love we do not see breaking up or calling it quits a possibility. We only see finding a way to make it work.
I have recently nicknamed myself Frankenheart and through this I have come to conclusion that all of us are Frankenhearts. A Frankenheart is someone who has thought they were in love and given their heart to someone who did nothing more than take a piece of it for themselves. They ripped a hole in the shape of themselves and kept it for a while. The more we give away our hearts the more and more pieces we allow to be removed from it. Now we are essentially just pieces of what we once were. We are scattered around the Earth each piece either still with the one we allowed to take it or discarded somewhere in the dark to rot. But the beauty of being a Frankenheart is that one day, someone will brave the unknown, they will quest wherever they are needed to gather every piece of our hearts. They will take the pieces and they will kiss each piece gently and stitch them back together. Once this task is done this person will give you the greatest gift they can ever give, your heart back to you, complete and whole.
If Mr.Disney was right love would suck. Love would not be an adventure. How can we ever appreciate the one who loves us totally and completely if we do not hurt? How do we wake up every morning and smile at the snoring lump next to us if we are just handed love and don’t know how truly lucky we are to have that lump in our lives?
There is someone out there right now whose heart beats my name. There is someone out there right now who sees my face in their dreams even if they have no clue of who I am. There is someone out there I love and don’t even know it. I am heart broken, I am weak, I am weary, but I am so excited to keep going. A broken heart is not the end, a broken heart is the opportunity for a new adventure.
A pretty smart guy once defined love for me… And the more I dwell and reflect on what was said I know what love is…

Love is patient. Love is kind. Love does not envy. Love does not boast. Love is not proud. Love does not insist on its own ways. Love is not irritable. Love is not resentful. Love does not rejoice in wrong doings, but delights in the truth. Love bears all things. Love believes all things. Love hopes all things. But most of all Love Endures all things.

Here’s to your adventure friend.

(C) - 2010 Alexander Box

I'm glad he wrote that because it hits the nail on the head for so many of us. 

Peace Out Bro Scout, 
Porter Wescott


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