April 2011
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There were just so many things that could have been … words that could have been said and less aggravating and such discontent feelings for me … I have to let go now but somehow, I think that I will never truly get over you.
“Half my days I cannot bear not to touch you.
The rest of my time I feel it...”
– The English Patient, Micheal Ondaatje (via trua)
a bit disheartened.
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It’s horrible how it’s been a year since we’ve last talked and I still like you. I don’t know. I always tell myself to stop … but deep in my heart, I still do and I shouldn’t be feeling this way even if it’s only a tiny bit.
“Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia. You spend your whole life stuck in...”
– John Green (via shesinacoma)
For the umpteenth time, my deranged mind annoying yet cockily told me once more that “90% of my friendship are destined to die out of the honeymoon phase” … meaning that the fervor, amazement, fascination, love, and respect you hold for that person dies naturally simply because you make yourself too nice, too available, and far too ready to please. I honestly, don’t know if...
so very sleepy
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anyone lived in a pretty how town
anyone lived in a pretty how town (with up so floating many bells down) spring summer autumn winter he sang his didn’t he danced his did. Women and men (both little and small) cared for anyone not at all they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same sun moon stars rain children guessed (but only a few and down they forgot as up they grew ...
This is a course that I have finally chosen and it is a course that I know I will not regret because I have given myself a chance to experience and re-experience, to live and to re-live, to miss and love, and be sad and be happy all at once. I have debated over this and I have cried and I have dreamt for three years and I have loved such dreams for three years and I have imagined and wondered all...
I am officially a Smithie! ♥ I am so excited!!!!! slkgslh ♥♥
I have not been in the best of moods lately … or health. I think my immune system is failing again. I feel so groggy, tired, and moody. My nose is stuffy, my voice is croaky, and my headache would not go away. I think I might be delirious. This morning, I was talking to myself although it looked like I was talking to Harrie but Harrie was sleeping the whole time. Today also officially starts...
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“Never be afraid to raise your voice for honesty and truth and compassion against...”
– William Faulkner
I love the idea of love—living, breathing, and anticipating. Sweet and passionate amorous to amiable love. (Familial love is the best!). Unrequited to reciprocated love. I believe that when you are in love, that person will leave a trace of them in you whether it is in your thoughts, words and phrases, to dreams and nightmares, or maybe down to even habits! Nothing will be essentially...
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“One is happy as a result of one’s own efforts once one knows the necessary...”
– George Sand
Watch
(500) DAYS OF SUMMER, directed by Marc Webb (2009)
iwanteverythingforyou, fonlyicoulddothis4aliving’s request.
Still my favorite movie.
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Here I Love You
Here I love you. In the dark pines the wind disentangles itself. The moon glows like phosphorous on the vagrant waters. Days, all one kind, go chasing each other. The snow unfurls in dancing figures. A silver gull slips down from the west. Sometimes a sail. High, high stars. Oh the black cross of a ship. Alone. Sometimes I get up early and even my soul is wet. Far...
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Variations on the Word Love
This is a word we use to plug holes with. It’s the right size for those warm blanks in speech, for those red heart- shaped vacancies on the page that look nothing like real hearts. Add lace and you can sell it. We insert it also in the one empty space on the printed form that comes with no instructions. There are whole magazines with not much in them ...
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Ｎｏ ｎｅｅｄ ｔｏ ｃｒｙ. ◄
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The trouble with you is that … there is simply no trouble at all. I wish you weren’t as kind or as caring—please, give me a reason to hate you. I can never think of one and because this is so, I find myself clinging to you. Over and over and over. I know, it’s not really clinging but I’m quite drawn to you.
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“The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories, that is has come...”
– Victor Hugo (via iamawildthing)
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Argument
Days that cannot bring you near or will not, Distance trying to appear something more obstinate, argue argue argue with me endlessly neither proving you less wanted nor less dear. Distance: Remember all that land beneath the plane; that coastline of dim beaches deep in sand stretching indistinguishably all the way, all the way to where my reasons end? Days: And think of...
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Listen