March 2010
I love a beautiful sunday, where the sun is shining and there’s a little wind.
Where the birds are chirping away and the Sunday drivers drive slow just to relax, and nobody is in a rush.
I love talking to the right people and getting compliments and feeling good about myself.
I love not doing homework and just realizing I have a test in civics tomorrow
Great I think I should go study...
“She’s a pretty typical teenager. Angry, insecure, confused. I wish I could tell...”
– American Beauty (via chocolate-cigarettes)
February 2010
wendy: once upon a time there was a boy named peter pan, who decided not to grow up.
hook: skip the prologue.
wendy: so he flew away to neverland where the pirates are.
hook: what fun he must have had.
wendy: yes, but he was rather lonely.
hook: lonely? he needed a wendy.
hook: why a wendy?
wendy: he liked my stories.
hook: what stories?
wendy: cinderella, snow...
And i’m always in this battle to be better then what I am, because obviously what I am now isn’t good enough
Dear Roberta Sparrow, I reached into your book and… there’s so many things i need to ask you. Sometimes I’m afraid of what you might tell me. Sometimes I’m afraid that you’ll tell me that this is not a work of fiction. I can only hope that the answers will come to me in my sleep. I hope that when the world comes to an end, I can breathe a sigh of relief because there will be so much to look...
Why aren't there boys like this in LA?
“Today I saw a hot guy that was singing the Pokemon theme song at the top of his lungs during our PE class. I sang along with him, and afterwards, he came up to me and said “I chose you, Pikachu,” and handed me a pokeball. I opened it, and read the message inside. Guess who’s got a date for prom?”
“You were just a boy on a bed in a room, like a kaleidoscope is a tube full of bits of broken glass. But the way I saw you was pieces refracting the light, shifting into an infinite universe of flowers and rainbows and insects and planets, magical dividing cells, pictures no one else knew.
- Francesca Lia Block
Wow Dad
I couldn’t despise you any more.
You suck the fun out of my life, and you make everything seem like it’s not a good thing.
Thanks
I could really go for some Chinese food.
I wish I had a car.
“Because even if it breaks your heart to be just friends, if you really care about someone, you’ll take the hit.”
“People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry,...
Joel: I can’t see anything that I don’t like about you.
Clementine: But you will! You will. You know, you will think of things. And I’ll get bored with you and feel trapped because that’s what happens with me.
Joel: Okay.
— Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
