January 2012
12 posts
I never want to lose the spark I feel right now
‘Do you fall in love often?’ Yes often. With a view, with a book, with a dog, a...
– Jeanette Winterson
A pretty face doesn't mean a pretty heart
“I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love, and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me.”
-Charles Bukowski
It is no measure of mental health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick...
– Krishnamurti
‘Cause I’ll always remember you the same. Oh eyes like wildflowers, oh with your demons of change.
December 2011
23 posts
Too many guys think I’m a concept, or I complete them, or I’m gonna make them...
– Clementine, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Love it will not betray you Dismay or enslave you, it will set you free Be more like the man you were made to be
-Mumford & Sons, Sign No More
But in that moment, it all felt completely...
I wake from a broken sleep to find myself knowingly lost and strategically placed in a life of gray understanding outlined with vibrant thirst. The world speeds past my eyes but slowly hums in my ears like the ending of a classic love story. The contrasts, these ups and downs, emotions colliding and cresting like a wave, a mirage of empty accomplishment . I can’t slow my brain from tip...
And yet this distance That separates my hand from yours Can only make me appreciate your heart I adore you
If there’s no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I’ll...
Stones taught me to fly Love taught me to lie Life taught me to die So it’s not hard to fall When you’ve flown like a cannonball
-Little Mix, Cannonball
This signal interrupts Baby’s frequency not strong enough Remain, my hands are tied. We will miss you but in time you’ll get settled And we will write Your beauty supreme. Yeah, you were right about me. But can I get myself out from underneath This guilt that will crush me? And in the choir I saw our sad Messiah. He was bored and tired of my laments. Said, “I died for you one...
Well I’m here till close, with fingers crossed, each night…
“I’m grateful for anything that reminds me of...
— Jonathan Safran Foer
There are few things less attractive than someone who complains about their circumstances in life, yet does nothing to change them. Nothing will come without changes and chances. I cannot, will not, burden my life trying to improve yours if you are not willing to do it for yourself.
I am so sorry
for the staggering burden
that is loving me.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
He can only hold her for so long The lights are on but no one’s home She’s so vacant Her soul is taken He thinks “What she’s running from?”
Whispers in the grass
Under slow dancing trees
Birds are telling me stories...
– Feist
When I disappear, it is clear I am up to no good
“If she’s amazing, she won’t be easy. If she’s easy, she won’t be amazing. If she’s worth it, you won’t give up. If you give up, you’re not worthy.”
November 2011
3 posts
…and in the dark, I saw the light. In your silence, I heard everything I needed to hear.
Goodbye.
She wanted something else, something different, something more. Passion and...
– Nicholas Sparks
October 2011
14 posts
I like people with depth, I like people with emotion, I like people with a...
– Abbey Lee Kershaw
In periods of rapid personal change, we pass through life as though we are...
– Douglas Coupland
It’s like we just can’t help ourselves cos we don’t know how to back down we were called out to the streets we were called into the towns and how the heavens they opened up like arms all dazzling gold with our rain-washed histories well we do not need to be told show me how show me the arms aloft every eye trained on a different star this magic this drunken semaphore we are...
Oh my imagination running wild, guess I've missed...
An outsider looking in, my fears have hit the rafters now. A slow progression towards the gray, as if this sun could hold off the night. A realist’s approach to an optimist’s shrug, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do to set you free. As the cold settles into the bone and toxins into the blood — so many of our ups left us always wanting more. Now a low has nestled...
How to Kill a Living Thing
Neglect it Criticise it to its face Say how it kills the light Traps all the rubbish Bores you with its green
Continually Harden your heart Then Cut it down close To the root as possible
Forget it For a week or a month Return with an axe Split it with one blow Insert a stone
To keep the wound wide open
- Eibhlin Nic Eochaidh.
The outside lights were on, and it was snowing, and it looked like magic. Like...
– Stephen Chobsky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower