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Thank you for all the glorious comments :)
Things we should know about me:
1. Say Anything is my favorite band
2. Penelope Bat is lovely
3. I love the Postal Service and Death cab, a lot.
I get the notion my demise is coming quickly. I haven't felt this way since I was only eighteen, and since you're here, all the greats went down in airplanes. We're going down and oh my God, this is it.
  
I remember when the days were long
and the nights when the living room was on the lawn.
Constant quarreling the childish fits
and our clothes in a pile on the ottoman.
All the slander and double speak were only foolish attempts
to show you did not mean,
anything but the blatant proof was your lips touching mine in the photobooth.
I remember it vividly, love. I've been walking erect since the moment we met
and I caught your eyes to my surprise
hebraic neuroses ceased to be
an angel's conversing with me
the new attractive to me is divine
- Say Anything
So I guess this is the ending or a beautiful mistake.
And if we both agree that we shouldn't be together,
then why does it hurt so much? I feel like I lost my
closest friend. Did I just give up on the best thing
I ever had? I hope you're happy and completely lonely.
There are worse things than being alone, but often it takes decades to
realize this and most often when you do, it's too late.
And there's nothing worse than too late.
You cannot go back in time, even if you wish it with every fiber
of your being, your heart and soul, even if you think about it every day.
Trust me. I know.
You never promised to stick around, so I don't
know why I expected you to. I guess I just
wanted to believe you were better when
everyone knew you weren't.
The world will always be beautiful in one way or another
and the people you meet will always have a story to tell.
So look past your glorious backyard and look towards the horizon -
find that sleepy everyday magic.
-Penelope Bat 
My love, I lack the confidence to say what's on my mind.
I guess I'm prone to shake and sweat confounded every time.
I see you do the things you do- pale and bright you shine.
Because I need you here with me
I need you just to see me
I need you here with me, yeah it is only a dream to me
- Two Tounges
I am thinking it's a sign
That the freckles in our eyes are mirror images
And when we kiss they're perfectly aligned
I have to speculate
That God himself did make
Us into corresponding shapes
Like puzzle pieces from the clay
- Postal Service (Iron & Wine cover)
FOR the female half of the population, it may bring a satisfied smile. Scientists have found that evolution is driving women to become ever more beautiful, while men remain as aesthetically unappealing as their caveman ancestors.
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| Back from vacation!
Trying to get motivated to update | | |
| I'm on vacation!!
California and a Cruise to Alaska - after I scamper around Seattle :) A better update when I get home
It’s the love of guilt that forms the habit
Of being dramatically over dramatic
We live like vampires
And we, we, we love like killers
We all die like infants
And we trust like mirrors
It’s the smoke and the drinks and the smiles that it brings
It’s the pain and the sex disguised as innocence
That we were there. So on that morning in early December, when we were all roused from our cozy dorm rooms just as the gray mist of dawn had started to rise, everyone set about finding that group to cling to. Someone to link arms with to make us feel less vulnerable, less unsure. Less like the world was on the verge of caving in. There seems to be a kind of order in the universe, in the movement of the stars and the turning of the earth and the changing of the seasons, and even in the cycle of human life. But human life itself is almost pure chaos. Everyone takes his stance, asserts his own rights and feelings, mistaking the motives of others, and his own.
- Katherine Anne Porter
Drastic times don't call for drastic measures.
It calls for sitting down,
shutting the hell up,
and thinking things through before you fuck it up more.
Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
- Scrubs
I’m here not because I am supposed to be here,
or because I’m trapped here,
but because I’d rather be with you than anywhere else in the world.
I would love to meet people that have their mind straight
and don't bring any problems into my life.
I want to meet more people that think about the same things as I do.
Most of all I want to meet more people with good hearts
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| Update!
I am going on vacation July 8th - California to be exact.
I'm honestly debating not coming back home
when i hear beautiful music, it's always form another time. old friends i never visit, i remember what they're like. standing on a doorstep full of nervous butterflies, waiting to be asked to come inside, just come inside.
sometimes you need a breakdown
one of those yell at everyone,
cry until you fall and can't breath
kind of breakdowns.
then you fell better.
and if you don't,
at least people will know you're not okay.
And all you see is where else you could be when you're at home. And out on the street are so many possibilities to not be alone. The flames and smoke climbed out of every window and disappeared with everything that you held dear. And you shed not a single tear for the things that you didn't need, 'cause you knew you were finally free.
 
Consider this, that he was moving on while she was
busy trying to pass the time between the previous and
next nervous breakdown. The girl had given up the love of her life.
"And I've got no illusions about you. And guess what? I never did.
And when I said 'I'll take it', I meant as is." - Ani Difranco.
  
It's a traffic jam when you're already late. It's a no-smoking sign on your cigarette break. It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife. It's meeting the man of my dreams and then meeting his beautiful wife. And isn't it ironic? Don't you think it's a little too ironic? And yeah, I really do think.
“I wrote the story myself. It’s about a girl
who lost her reputation and never missed it.”
- Mae West.
If we could sit together a moment and talk forever just to pass the time,
I would smile as the shivers and chills run down my spine.
With your eyes are locked on mine.
Oh, we will fill the metro skies with country air,
And when you close your tired eyes; I'll meet you there.
"knowing is not enough; we must apply.
willing is not enough; we must do."
-Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Were you born this naive? I think not. It takes years of practice pretending not to notice, to become that oblivious to what he is doing to you. I must inform you, he is not your weakness. The only thing bringing you down is your lack of pride and self-respect. Do not talk to me about love: a lover's touch does not sting. A lover's word do not hurt. Fear is not love.
  
" Women are meant to be loved, not understood. "
-Oscar Wilde 
"In a statement to the Associated Press earlier in the year, Jamie Lynn said
she didn’t have a boyfriend. She said, ‘I’m keeping my options open.’ And
by options, she meant legs." -Chelsea Handler.
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