June 2012
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May 2012
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“I walked back with my head down, I couldn’t stop thinking about her even though I hardly knew her, I didn’t know what good would come of going to see her, but I knew that I needed to be near her…”
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&I tried to play it cool but my cool is running hot, oh yeah Felt like a movie when you walked out slowly Stuck on repeat during the last scene
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43072) I just want to start it again so everyone will be close again.
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“It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even the darkness must pass. A new day...
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April 2012
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old man: It's a shame.
little girl: What is?
old man: To be so great at something no one cares about.
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“[When Vonnegut tells his wife he’s going out to buy an envelope] Oh, she says, well, you’re not a poor man. You know, why don’t you go online and buy a hundred envelopes and put them in the closet? And so I pretend not to hear her. And go out to get an envelope because I’m going to have a hell of a good time in the process of buying one envelope. I meet a lot of people. And, see some great...
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42745) Normal? i don’t know what that is anymore
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It’s the boy you never told ‘I like you,’ It’s the girl you let get away. It’s the one you saw that day on the train, But you freaked out and walked away It’s the plane you wanna catch to Vegas, Things you swear you’ll do before you die, It’s the city of love that waits for you, But you’re too damn scared to fly. . . . It’s...
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A Man Young And Old: III. The Mermaid by William Butler Yeats A mermaid found a swimming lad, Picked him for her own, Pressed her body to his body, Laughed; and plunging down Forgot in cruel happiness That even lovers drown.
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Burning bridges is a form of suicide.
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“…the part of the human brain that makes you hate people is located right next to the part of the brain that makes you want to jump people’s bones - the two responses are so similar, it’s hard to tell them apart.”
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March 2012
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Mike: Why aren't you fightin' harder?
Lynette: ...I don't know. At this point there are so many bad feelings, I think time apart will help us.
Mike: It won't. I've been through this, alright? I know how this goes... The problem is, the whole time you're waiting, you're just growing further apart... Somebody's gotta make the first move.
Lynette: I can't right now; I'm too angry.
Mike: But one day you won't be; &hope it's not too late...
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42083) My eyes may deceive me but numbers don’t lie.
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I miss how it used to be.