December 2009
51 posts
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Maybe you still love me maybe you don’t Either you will or you won’t Maybe you just need some time alone I will try to understand Everything has its plan Either way I’m going to stay right for you Maybe the sun will shine today The clouds will roll away Maybe I won’t be so afraid I will understand Everything has its plan either way
-Wilco, Either Way
well darling, all of these awkward jump-start-stalling conversations mean much...
– straylight run, the tension and the terror.
leggings
abby: oh that's so good
abby: leggings are magic for getting boys
abby: seriously
me: i think its because theyre not really pants
abby: they make the boyz say hello
hi, i think you’re the cutest person who has ever lived, and i would like to be in love with you forever. do you think that would be alright?
…well at least we would know that the sparks didn’t glow, but we owe...
– fun., light a roman candle with me.
we fit into each other; we are russian dolls, and somewhere in the center sits a...
– the format, swans.
disgusting
it’s definitely a problem when i realise i LIKE doing the dishes because it makes me think of you.
well how long can I go on like this
wishing to kiss you
before I rightly...
– Jason Mraz (via makeartnotwar)
maybe the sun keeps coming up cause it’s gotten used to you and your...
– bright eyes, a spindle, a darkness, a fever and a necklace.
all we need is a little bit of momentum to break down these walls that...
– the hush sound.
but now i don’t care. i could go anywhere with you and i’d probably...
– bright eyes, first day of my life.
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you confuse me more than anyone ever has or ever will.
it’s funny how the colours of the like real world only seem really real...
– anthony burgess, a clockwork orange.
i hope i see you soon because you’re fond of me and i am fond of you.
– wakey! wakey!, brooklyn.
tonight went very well. :D :D
you are the smell before rain. you are the blood in my veins.
– brand new.
The colored lights, they brightly shine. Unlike your eyes avoiding mine. The snow is folding sheet upon sheet. Our hands not holding as we cross the street. You have had your fill your fill of me. You have had your fill your fill of me. I wore the dress I thought you loved. But my boots are filling with snow you shoved Off of the car we climb into. You finished first, I must catch up to...
to do today:
1. grocery shopping
2. finish christmas presents
3. apply for jobs
4. study
5. sell back art history book
6. go to outtakes
7. make dinner for cute boys
(let’s see how much of this actually gets done)
silly boy
i don’t know what i could possibly do to make this more obvious to you.
the heat comes in distant shifts to fill up my room
it spills out of these...
– bright eyes, patient hope in new snow.
i love you also means i love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you,...
– jonathan safran foer, everything is illuminated.
(i miss this)
i never fall apart because i never fall together.
– andy warhol.
northern lights hotel →
take me here?
seeing people from way in the past makes me feel SO WEIRD.
screaming is bad for the voice but good for the heart.
– conor oberst.
http://letterstocrushes.com/ →
boy,
it would maybe be sort of fairly excellent if we could get to the point where when we walk down the hallway by each other it’s not just me whose heart gets rammed up into their throat and whose mouth is gummed shut with everything to say because i can’t say it because we don’t talk enough for me to but it would be great if we could so that next time we walk by each other we would walk next...
i don’t know if i’ll survive three weeks away from boston and you.