April 2010
1 post
The lines doubled back on one another.. →
I found another post - it.
It doesn’t matter how much positive thinking I’ve been doing lately or how much stronger I feel. It all came back in a rush upon seeing your hand writing. The lines doubled back on one another like dark little acrobats.
The illustrations that accompanied the words, and the smilies we kept exclusively for each other as half-joke-half-secrets, were what made the tears...
June 2009
6 posts
Poetaster - Miracle Fortress
I'm seeing St. Vincent next week.
amanitarouge:
(I want to kiss you untill my lips refuse to move)
Tomorrow. :)
May 2009
39 posts
“I believe that two people are connected at the heart, and it doesn’t matter what...”
– Julia Roberts (via iamblessed) (via kari-shma) (via crazybeautiful) (via bon-bon) (via coldhearted) (via myheartisyours) (via unlonely) (via oneshouldreadeverything) (via niffy) (via dirtywhite) (via cinnayum) (via merricat)
a: i'm so tired of everyone trying to be epic.
b: I am sick of this too, as well as everyone attempting to be 'indie', 'hip', or 'obscure'.
“Where’s your will to be weird?”
– Jim Morrison
“I also hate people to ask cheerfully how you are when they know you’re feeling...”
– The Bell Jar (via iamiamiam) (via oneshouldreadeverything) (via atoms) (via pretty-bird) (via pinkeezy) (via alixjay) (via shweetzombies) (via ashlyn) (via oldfilmsflicker) (via merricat)
Lets fall in love again.
gabimonster:
Lets crawl up onto buildings and watch the stoplights turn off for the night. Lets sneak out at two in the morining, and then go to the park and kiss untill the sun comes up. Remember when I was too tired to drive home so you drove me and then walked for two hours back to your parents apartment, or when I used to ditch school and you would come and lay on my bed with me all day and we...
April 2009
41 posts
Advice for John.
Our experiences cause us to harbor many fears; for example, if you were to touch an electric fence you’d not soon touch it again unless you desired the ensuing punishment. When new people enter our lives, be they friends or potentially more than that, they are to us untouched fences. Through keen observation we can attain hints as to whether or not they are electric, but only a touch can...
