February 2012
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I have things to say tonight and I don’t know how to say them… well, I guess that’s not true.
I have things to say tonight that I really want to say directly to you and that isn’t going to happen, so I’ve resigned myself to not saying them at all, which really isn’t much of a solution. Especially since we both know that when I can’t get something out of...
Patrick Stump: WE LIKED YOU BETTER FAT:... →
nervousbreakdance:
There’s this really nice piece at underthegunreview.net by Jacob Tender that a friend forwarded me today. It’s about how important Fall Out Boy’s album “From Under the Cork Tree,” was to him. After reading it though, nostalgic and well-written as it was, I really found myself more depressed than…
This breaks my heart. Fall Out Boy was/is amazing, but without Patrick Stump,...
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PMS, what?
So… I just went to the grocery store and bought doughnuts, pretzels, and French Onion dip. PMS, what?
This is old but I like it for all the right reasons, which were the wrong reasons to write it in the first place.
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Nights like this when my eyelids are heavy
And my thoughts feel melty like ice cream in summer
I know I’m in for a long night peppered with dreams
Of the couch in your basement
And kissing you when you’d just told another girl you loved her
I was always meant to be your suicide...
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I was going to write some sappy and whiney post about how I’m all boo-hoo sad because we can’t talk to each other right now, but I had a good day and I just don’t feel like whining. I’m watching one of my favorite movies, Mimi was asleep in her own bed before 9pm and I had a Good Day, which I haven’t had recently. I do wish I could tell you all about it, but I’m...
” You write your snide bullshit from a dark room because that’s what the angry do nowadays. “
Wrong. I’m writing my snide bullshit from the comfort of a booth at the pizza place.
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Dear You,
I miss your face. And your words.
A lot.
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Well, I no longer live alone. I’m quite saddened by the fact that I’m sharing a house with my brother and sister-in-law and not with, idk, a husband.
I shouldn’t be hard on myself about this but idk how else to feel about it. I’m happy they are in a better living situation but I’m upset that my life has not progressed. And the fact that my fairy tale has stalled for...
I am in so deep with this boy that it’s ridic.
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Drifting in and out of dreams with you today. It’s like a strange dance, one where I don’t quite know the steps but am still trying to follow along. I would swear that you’re actually touching me, swear you’ve been holding my hand. Fever dreams are the best to have and the worst to come out of.
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yettimo16:
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I dreamt about you again last night. I have very vivid fever dreams when I’m sick, so that’s pretty much been the upside to my life for the last 20 hours. I love that I dream about you and I hate that I dream about you. When you are present in my sleep, I feel like I’ve actually been with you, like it’s happening, like you’re really here. But, when I wake, you are...
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I’m a little sad that you have no internet and no smart phone atm so communication is sporadic and through text msgs, but at least we have that, right? I should be thankful that this isn’t ten or fifteen years ago and what we’re doing is possible at all. And believe me, I am. I’m just a little sad I don’t get as much you time as I have been getting. I miss you, love.
A Monster In Paris opens in America on March 2nd,...
rangaroo:
Just thought I’d let you all know.
Also, IMDB, you best not be lying to me.
“He said he was scared and that’s okay,
Because scared meant he had...”
– Eireann Corrigan
I think I need to run. I’m getting that scared feeling… the one where I type out a text of everything I want and need to say to someone then quickly erase it so that I things don’t have to change. I feel like you’re lying to me. I don’t know why but I do. I feel like things are suddenly very forced. I feel like you’ve jumped on the bandwagon and must think...
“When I said I wasn’t with another girl
the January after we fell in love for...”
– Jon Sands, A Working List of Things I Will Never Tell You
Still kills me. (via holdonmagnolia)
whydoihaveablog:
Whoever the fuck invented magnifying mirrors was a fucking cunt.
I want to press my fingers into your skin hard enough to leave small purple bruises, so that when I’m gone, you will remember I was once there.
there’s nothing more dangerous than a boy with charm
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heartsinholocaust asked: If you could have everything you wanted, would your heart find something new to ache for?
“Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the...”
– Gilda Radner (via tidelines)
Oh, this. (via heartsinholocaust)
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Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope, I am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allen Poe.
Sometimes I wake up and I swear you’ve been with me all night. You’ve been sleeping on the other side of my bed, playing with my hair, our skin touching, our breathing in sync. Sometimes I dream you so vividly that I could almost promise I’ve counted your vertebrae, your hands have swallowed mine, our bodies were entwined together in something more than my subconscious.
But then...
Had a great night and am now having a great day. I love the girls I work with! Anyone want to play tonight?
I’ve given you a cheat sheet to my brain and wrapped up and mailed you my heart. No wonder I feel empty.
I got new sheets and pillows today… my bed feels like my favorite hotel in Chicago… soft, warm, 8 pillows… wish there was someone in it with me.
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Hooray, Dave liked the package I sent!! Now, I will have to start planning the next one…
Anonymous asked: Who do you think you are exactly? Because, in my opinion, you're nothing special.
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I’ve been moody lately… more than I’d like to own up to. I’ve been stressed out and sad (and a little sleep deprived, and that is probably the biggest factor contributing to the other two) and I’ve been struggling to find a balance and haven’t been able to, so it seems like it will be continuing this way for awhile. That’s a little sad to me, but...
FML
I’m going running.
I would and wouldn't ask permission.
Sometimes the things you say break my heart a little, even though in my head, I know that I have no right to be upset about it.
Dear You,
I need to hear that you’re falling for me again. I know you’ve said it, but I Need to hear it again. And I Need you to tell me why. And I Need you to promise you aren’t just fucking with me. Even if it all ends up being a lie, I NEED to hear it. I’m pretty empty inside tonight.
Thanks.