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Wednesday, 13 August 2008

hello strangers. it's been ages. comments?
What do I look like? The Wizard of Oz?
You need a brain? You need a heart?
Go ahead. Take mine. Take everything I have.

And so the lion fell in love with the lamb.

So you see, hell's not so bad if you get to keep an angel with you.

Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin.

No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end.

Friday, 13 June 2008

I'm bringing Xanga back - drop a comment if you're with me!

Sunday, 26 August 2007

i go back to school on the 6th. i have a ton of summer work to do still.
oh well, enjoy! [icons and oscar wilde quotes]

i like comments but it'd be silly to ask for them.

props to dreamfighter_icons

They spoil every romance by trying to make it last forever.

A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight,
and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.

I am not young enough to know everything.

The heart was made to be broken.

Monday, 02 July 2007

Currently Reading
Someone Like You (reissue)
By Sarah Dessen
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i feel like updating. let's see how this goes.

There are some things in this world you rely on, like a sure bet.
And when they let you down, shifting from where you've carefully placed them,
it shakes your faith, right where you stand.

I will never learn until you let me.

You can't just turn your heart off like a faucet;
you have to go to the source and dry it out, drop by drop.

Friday, 06 April 2007

Currently Listening
Blink 182
By blink-182, Blink 182
Easy Target
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4 comments. thank you!
quick update because i want to.
first day of spring break!
7 comments maybe?

No joke - she says,
"I'll leave you, I'd never think to treat you like this,
I can't believe it. I'll give you 3 more chances, then I'm gone for good."
He swears he's really worth it, can't come to show it
"This routine is over" as he says to her
It hits her like a ton of bricks

You know what? Fuck beauty contests.
Life is one fucking beauty contest after another.
School, then college, then work... Fuck that.
And fuck the Air Force Academy.
If I want to fly, I'll find a way to fly.
You do what you love, and fuck the rest.

Dwayne: I wish I could just sleep until I was eighteen
and skip all this crap-high school and everything-just skip it.
Frank: You know Marcel Proust?
Dwayne: He's the guy you teach.
Frank: Yeah. French writer. Total loser. Never had a real job.
Unrequited love affairs. Gay. Spent 20 years writing a book almost no one reads.
But he's also probably the greatest writer since Shakespeare.
Anyway, he uh... he gets down to the end of his life,
and he looks back and decides that all those years he suffered,
Those were the best years of his life, 'cause they made him who he was.
All those years he was happy? You know, total waste. Didn't learn a thing.
So, if you sleep until you're 18... Ah, think of the suffering you're gonna miss.
I mean high school? High school-those are your prime suffering years.
You don't get better suffering than that.

It doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends... you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. and how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you'll go somewhere new. and you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little peices of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade.

Through humor,
you can soften some of the worst
blows that life delivers.
And once you find laughter,
no matter how painful
your situation might be,
you can survive it.