March 2011
50 posts
“These books gave Matilda a hopeful and comforting message: you are not alone.”
– One of the best movies of my childhood, with one of the greatest truths of life.
February 2011
59 posts
“Don’t make decisions when you’re angry.
Don’t make promises...”
– I just stumbled upon this on a blog, and I think its a very interesting quote to ponder. I’ve always heard the first part, because obviously making decisions when you are worked up can lead to some things you’ll later regret. But what about the second line? Yes you may become hurt if you...
This terrifies me. →
“The world is indeed full of peril and in it there are many dark places. But...”
– The Fellowship of the Ring, J.R.R. Tolkien (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
“You wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.”
– Song of Solomon, Toni Morrison (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
Bonnaroo 2011
I cannot believe I am going to Tennessee in June. Holy cheese and crackers.
WatchBonnaroo 2011.
See you there?
Not Cool Bieber. Not Cool. →
WatchLOVE.
Donna Karen Fall 2011 #NYFW
Happy Valentines Day J
I don’t need you and I don’t like you, but I miss the way you made me feel.
—From the girl you unkowingly taught how to feel again.
A Love Poem
Very, very rough draft.
Its been written about.
And sung about.
In every language.
Since the beginning of time.
We’ve matured with the idea that someday, somewhere, we will experience it.
Some do.
Some don’t.
But we hope against hope it will find us.
Butterflies, uncontrollable smiling, a spring in your step.
All symptoms of a disease with no cure.
Love.
The “thing” in everything.
Assignment for tomorrow: write love poem.
Really? Really?
I’ve been denying something to myself and everyone around me for about two months now. For whatever reason, my feelings tend to emerge late at night, when the train whistle blows and the normal world is sleeping. I miss that boy. I miss how happy I was with him, the way he made me feel, and the amazing times we had together. Yes, it was a learning experience and yes, I’ll come out...
The Shirt
It’s kept not out of memory of him, but of the times we shared together. I promise there’s a difference you skeptical Sallys.
My Creative Writing freewrite of things I like
Sunshine, movies, Downton Abbey, laying in bed and not feeling guilty, finishing a paper, used bookstores, books in general, cats, dogs, anything fluffy, beer, drinking beer with friends, dancing, The Black Keys, Vampire Weekend, Fleet Foxes, office supplies, social networking, shoes, hipster glasses, tall boys in vans, hipsters, my passport, London, old photographs, making things, smiles,...
I basically stayed in all weekend yet here I am, 2:20 am on a Sunday night, finishing homework. Lock it up.
Rereading journals is never enjoyable, but always enlightening. It’s funny how much changes in such a short amount of time.
You made me so happy and I would have loved you completely. But that’s not what happened. Obvi.
Current sentence under Research Question subheading for thesis proposal:
I have no flippin idea.
Obviously on a good track.
