Saturday, January 31, 2009
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Sometimes in life,
we know we deserve better,
but it doesn't matter.
because the heart doesn't
measure love that way.
I can't settle for better
when you're all I care about.
I love you for what you are,
all the good, and yes, the bad.
I love you for what you're not.
And that's how love feels.
Sometimes it hurts, bad.
but it's feeling.
I feel you.
we know we deserve better,
but it doesn't matter.
because the heart doesn't
measure love that way.
I can't settle for better
when you're all I care about.
I love you for what you are,
all the good, and yes, the bad.
I love you for what you're not.
And that's how love feels.
Sometimes it hurts, bad.
but it's feeling.
I feel you.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
uhh?
weirdest.
dream.
ever.
haha.
basically texas was mad at the united states for being added to the union.
and. and. and.
texas was seeking revenge.
revenge meant, darkening the sky, making it cold, and very windy like a tornado or something! weirdddddd.
i was hiding in a mcdonalds at first (a fancy one with revolving doors).
and i managed to escape with a friend.
and it was most definitely odd.
dream.
ever.
haha.
basically texas was mad at the united states for being added to the union.
and. and. and.
texas was seeking revenge.
revenge meant, darkening the sky, making it cold, and very windy like a tornado or something! weirdddddd.
i was hiding in a mcdonalds at first (a fancy one with revolving doors).
and i managed to escape with a friend.
and it was most definitely odd.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Saturday, January 10, 2009
I don't know why we all hang onto something we know we're better off letting go. It's like we're scared to lose what we really don't even have. Some of us say we'd rather have something than nothing at all, but the truth is...to have something halfway is harder than not having it at all.
Where did this come from?
I have no idea, but I feel it. insanely.
Where did this come from?
I have no idea, but I feel it. insanely.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Clomp, clomp, clomp.
I guess it's a good onomatopoeia, but jeez, it's so damn loud and annoying.
Stop walking.
Stop walking.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
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