my only worry is waking up.

come on just live for the night. darkness falls, poor some more; baby we'll be fine.

it's what's inside you.

homage to the the only other family I've ever wanted.

one thing about music is when it hits you feel no pain.

fill the space between my ears with something besides the war in my head.

insta.

I love instagram. whatever, I said it. someone created what has been wanted since the day cameras were invented. instagram calls them "filters" but they are really just magic. they make you and your pictures look way cooler than they actually are.  here is a funny article about what your instagram filter says about you. prettay gooood. some keys if you are new to this game. don't post too much but do it often. try and be original. if there is nine recent uploads of leaves... who the hell is going to like your picture of leaves? hashtag to get followers. give love and get love, as is life.

lower your expectations.

try not to expect from others what you give to them. if you are a good person, you will always end up disappointed.

in the end.

I couldn’t sleep last night because I know that it’s over between us. I’m not bitter anymore, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I’ll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent the summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds, and that’s what you’ve given me. That’s what I hope to give to you forever. I love you. I’ll be seeing you.


noah to allie, the notebook.

flowers in her hair.

Suddenly I turned around and she was standing there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns
"Come in" she said
"I'll give you shelter from the storm".

bob dylan.

my kind.

just have tattoos.

it's my only prerequisite.

exhilarating.

to feel that again.

the skinny.

this city.

...is too big for just me.

where you are not.

they tell me how brave I am
how amazing it is what I have done and what I am doing.
and I think - how am I brave?
I am just running, forgetting,
like a long funeral, pushing it further away.
you are the brave ones that keep the dialogue
keep living and breathing with them right there.
For now I'll just keep running.

why not?

he said I'm fabulously rich
c'mon just let's go
she kinda bit her lip
geez, I don't know

a star can only shine in the dark.

don't be scared to walk alone, don't be scared to like it.
there's no time you must be home
sleep where your darkness falls.

JM

why I can't be your friend.

empathy. the ability to empathize is everything. I am learning that if I can not empathize with you I can not relate to you. relations are friendships [relationships] and with out empathy, there is nothing.

a tan: the ultimate accessory.

A tan hits the sweet spot between conspicuous and inconspicuous consumption.  A tan is a message, and the message is that its bearer is a child of nature who has returned to one’s filing-cabinet life bearing proof of the nature connection. The idea of tans returning us to a state of nature makes tanning less stigmatized where more tangible icons of luxury might be sneered at. I’m having trouble thinking of anything that we know full well is bad for us but that we do anyway, for vanity—rather, that we encourage the mimicking of. We might go on diets, wear high heels, quaff martinis, puff smoke rings, or any number of other things that have been glamorized that aren’t so hot for your health—but we’re actually doing those things, not pretending to do them. 
via Autumn Whitefield-Madrano and her article

creativity.

the trick to being truly creative, I’ve always maintained, is to be completely unselfconscious. To resist the urge to self-censor. to not-give-a-shit what anybody thinks. that’s why children are so good at it. and why people with Volkswagens, and mortgages, Personal Equity Plans and matching Louis Vuitton luggage are not.
thank you gala

home.

... is wherever I'm with you.

an unfair balance.

she loves him more than he will ever know.
he loves her more than he will ever show.

don't trust people who don't drink coffee.

and you make excellent coffee. that’s gotta count for something, right? 

not what you are but what you can be.

what kills me is that I know the man you can be and I might not even be the one to enjoy it.