December 2009
26 posts
Dear 2009, →
You’ve been quite interesting this year, throwing an equal amount of bad things as good things, leaving me somewhat blindsided. But in retrospect, you brought me some of the best things that will…
“polar opposites don’t push away
it’s the same on the weekends as the rest of...”
– modest mouse (via likesbears)
"and you dont need protecting" →
the truth is… sometimes, I do.
tis the season →
I’m sitting here, food coma-ing after an entire day’s worth of cooking with my sister; listening to a mixture of the Glee and Wicked Soundtracks along with Christmas music; and it’s never felt less…
Roll Wit It
you can’t always get what you want.
but if you try sometimes,
you just might find, you get what you need.
Welcome back →
I’m a control freak, just a little bit. But life just gave me a sign: that even when I don’t think things turned out for the best…. Everything happens for a reason. And things fall apart all the…
shh... don't tell anyone.
I’ve been proven right twice now.
and up to this point, I’ve never hated being right so much.
but I’ve realized that maybe… the thing is that I’m wrong;
it’s just you didn’t care enough to prove me wrong.
you didn’t think the challenge was worth it:
but it is. and you lost.
and I now realize that I hold my belief so firmly, so that someone...
so you made up your mind
and you finally decided that with those who helped you choose;
you haven’t the slightest clue as to
the magnitude of what you’re about to lose.
vol•a•tile |ˈvälətl|
2. liable to change rapidly and unpredictably, esp. for the worse • (of a person) liable to display rapid changes of emotion.
and that’s what you are.
Oops, I did it again.
You think that I would have learned by this time. I know the blame game really doesn’t help, especially because it’s over already. How quickly good things come to an end. That’s twice now… I hope you’re keeping track… whatever you are out there. But back to my point, and the point is that I admit that it’s my fault. All of it. I was the straw that broke...
You said.. →
You said we were on different pages, and you were right. Actually, moving at different paces is more correct. You flipped and skimmed through them hastily looking for best part, while I was committed…
a rush over me →
hold still… and you can feel the world rushing over you. like the clear, cool water that runs over pebbles. wish-wash. wish-wash. washing away, their form— slowly, but surely. pieces of me. …
em htiw gnoleb uoy
but she wears short skirts,
i wear t-shirts
she’s cheer captain,
and i’m on the bleachers
dreamin bout the day when you’ll wake up and find
that what you’re lookin for has been here the whole time.
have you ever thought just maybe…you belong with me?
Confession#1
I hope the babycakes can be part of these spontaneous trips. <3
dinopie:
When I’m older, I plan to travel to Spain, England, Greece, Scotland, Ireland, Italy, France, Australia, New Zealand, Thailand, etc.— I want to experience the world. And I’d also like to take a spontaneous trip somewhere, with no plans, no expectations— just a companion, a thirst for adventure, and minimal suitcases....
when it rains, it pours.
“All our young lives we search for someone to love. Someone who makes us...”
– The Wonder Years
i think i’ve given up. maybe i made a mistake.
maybe.
but it’s too late now, and i don’t dare look back.
