Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
what is this song???? i know its by taylor swift
so dim that spotlight, tell me things like "i can’t take my eyes off of you." i’m no-one special, just another wide eyed girl who’s desperately in love with you.
- The name of Myranda has created a congenial nature with the desire to associate in friendship and understanding both socially and in the business world.
- Peaceful and settled conditions appeal to you and you are naturally desirous of having the security of a home, where your life could follow a definite pattern, and where you would not have to make major decisions.
- You find it difficult to take a definite stand, partly because you lack confidence, and also because you dislike any issues which create dissension between people.
- Procrastination is a weakness of your nature, causing an inability always to complete your plans or to concentrate for long.
- Although the name Myranda creates the urge to understand others, we emphasize that it limits your vision, tuning you to technical details.
- This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the fluid and elimination system.
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gives me hope♥
When you love someone that much and that person is away from you, sometimes it literally feels like you can’t breathe, as if your body is aching for air. And then that person walks into the room, and all that ache inside of you, all that longing, dissolves and you feel yourself breathe again. But it’s as if he takes the same breath with you. You’re both one.
-Diane Les Becquets, Love, Cajun Style
awww
awww
Friday, September 25, 2009
You wanna know what living life to the fullest actually is? It’s waking up on a Monday morning with no complaints. It’s knowing you always deserve to laugh. It’s doing what feels right no matter what. It’s doing what you want to no matter how stupid you look. It’s about being yourself, because no one can tell you you’re doing it wrong.
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself that you tasted as many as you could.
— Louise Erdrich
I’m thinking that sometimes you just have to make the decision to be happy. Just realize that things aren’t ever what you hoped they’d be. Not ever. For anybody. The only thing that separates one kind of person from another is that there are some who stay angry about it and there are some who accept what comes their way.
— Away From Her
THIS
I don’t have a fear of commitment; I have a fear of abandonment. We all screw things up. I screw things up, especially with the people I love. I get needy, I get moody, I get distant, I want to be too close. I get confused, I don’t understand all of it. But I keep pushing because I have hope in this thing - the universe. There’s no way I’m the only person out there who wants it this bad. If I want it, someone else out there must too.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
It’s weird, like when you’re in love, all of a sudden you’re hearing in these love songs all like for the first time, you know, like the singer is suddenly just talking to you alone, reading your mind … and when you’re grieving it’s the same thing. I’m in tune with all the sadness of the universe suddenly. You know, songs find you, poems find you, people find you.
Take wrong turns. Talk to strangers. Open unmarked doors. And if you see a group of people in a field, go find out what they are doing. Do things without always knowing how they’ll turn out. You’re curious and smart and bored, and all you see is the choice between working hard and slacking off. There are so many adventures that you miss because you’re waiting to think of a plan. To find them, look for tiny interesting choices. And remember that you are always making up the future as you go.
—Randall Monroe
motivation.
Wake up. Get out of bed and stop hiding under the duvet, no matter how warm it is. You will get nothing accomplished. Put some clothes on. Wear the red tights with the mustard yellow shoes. Arrange the 3 day old curls in your hair. Do something nice for yourself today. Get pretty for absolutely no reason other than to prove to yourself that you’re not worthless and sloven. Go to your favorite record store and listen to the old man’s playlist that usually consists of Howlin’ Wolf and strange 60s Middle Eastern music. Buy yourself your favorite garlic and tomato burrito, and make sure you get extra guacamole. Drive past Emily Dickinson’s house and imagine the lack of life she had. Spend the extra money on your favorite art magazine and plan a trip to Sweden in your head. Sing your favorite songs in your car. Make a pit stop to the reservoir. Collect the last leaves from autumn. Watch the sun sink into the horizon.
Don’t stare at your phone and wait for it to vibrate. Don’t mope. Don’t think about the only men in your life that have belittled you this week. Don’t sit. Don’t wait. Don’t look at the time that you’ve always set to three hours behind. Don’t delay your life even though someone has attempted to delay yours.
Don’t stare at your phone and wait for it to vibrate. Don’t mope. Don’t think about the only men in your life that have belittled you this week. Don’t sit. Don’t wait. Don’t look at the time that you’ve always set to three hours behind. Don’t delay your life even though someone has attempted to delay yours.
I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.
— The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Today
I am the saddest ray of sunlight floating on the ocean waves and the city skies.
When you have run out of words to describe how and why your heart is aching, and you only want to keep sleeping sleeping sleeping and wake up only when a definite end is there, what do you do?
Today my heart is heavy and shadowed and not even the clarity of water can make me come out and shine bright, with hands held high. No, today I hide under the covers.
When you have run out of words to describe how and why your heart is aching, and you only want to keep sleeping sleeping sleeping and wake up only when a definite end is there, what do you do?
Today my heart is heavy and shadowed and not even the clarity of water can make me come out and shine bright, with hands held high. No, today I hide under the covers.
I just need to know that someone out there listens,
and understands, and doesn't try to sleep with people even if they could have.
Someone out there doesn't lie to you when it's convenient for them.
Someone out there wants to fall in love even if they'll have to wait forever.
I just need to know that particular someone exists
and understands, and doesn't try to sleep with people even if they could have.
Someone out there doesn't lie to you when it's convenient for them.
Someone out there wants to fall in love even if they'll have to wait forever.
I just need to know that particular someone exists
The best moments in reading are when you come across something - a thought, a feeling, a way of looking at things - that you’d thought special, particular to you. And here it is, set down by someone else, a person you’ve never met, maybe even someone long dead. And it’s as if a hand has come out, and taken yours.
-the history boys
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