October 2011
33 posts
big ole reeses
just some things.
“Dear Edward Cullen, You stay young forever and sneak into the rooms of young girls? How original. Sincerely, Peter Pan.”
“never be intimidated by someone who copies you. The original is always better than the sequel.”
I need to remember this next one…
“respect the people who make time for you in their busy schedules. But love those who...
love and all those other drugs.
love is a drug, but of course.
Mom, I hope you know you are going to be okay. I hope that you know that things are going to be okay. you are still the strongest woman I know, even with your teary eyed face in my hands.
we always learn do we not? one way or the other, but you have to remember, there is always that one chance that things could turn out differently for us, and for that very small...
batman's beating people up.
sometimes staying calm and collected can drive a person insane, especially if the person is myself. It takes a lot for me to remember who I am sometimes and how handling things is supposed to, well, work.
Sometimes I want to scream. I am talking scream so loud that the word crazy is redefined. I want to scream at you because your ignorance is intolerable on most levels. I want to scream at you...
silence, very silent.
you ever sit and wonder what went wrong? why did this happen, and where were the buttons missing that I should have pushed? I thought the directions said that if I plugged A into B I would come out with C, and somehow I ended up on M and I am not even sure what happened to N.
you see, sometimes these unexpected surprises can be a good thing. Like walking into a house one random ass night with...
wake me up.
when forever ends.
with you, because being sure is not what I want to do …
at the moment, because I need to know that no matter what I’ll be okay.
of course you’ll be okay
of course I’ll be okay, this second connected to the minute, to the hour, to this day.
independence.
such a strong word and I feel it devouring my thoughts at the present time as love devours every...
tickle me elmo.
I saw a post the other day that said there are no such things as perfect couples. Well, for one, no one is perfect, therefore you cannot really have anything that is actually…perfect… however, you can be in a relationship that IS perfect FOR you.
yes ladies and gentlemen, this is possible. If there is one thing that I have learned it would be that what works for one couple may not...
goodbye.
instead of constantly crying about your sorrows why don’t you attempt putting yourself in someone else’s shoes. You make it seem like heartbreak is the death of people, but I assure you in consideration of those who are starving and those who are cold and those who are wet and those who are being beaten, abused, sexually used, I can assure you your heart break would be taken in place...
as;dlfjkas;ldfjk
Dear you,
you do not know who someone truly is via internet. thus, you do not even know him.
love always,
girl who is definitely rolling her eyes.
simultaneous release.
01 – Introduce yourself, in great detail
Caitlin Elizabeth Whaley. save the children, the hungry, the weak, the strong, the poor, the rich. do not litter, our earth is too pretty, save it while it lasts. passion in everything. lyrics release the soul. singing refreshes your mind. believing in faeries. writing to escape and enveloping it all in. simplicity. laughter. wildflowers. barefoot, all day...
Remember.
“we touch I feel the rush, we clutch it isn’t much, but it’s enough to make me wonder what’s in store for us. it’s lust it’s torturous, you must be a sorceress cause you just did the impossible gained my trust, don’t play games…
you take my breath away, you’re a supernova and I’m a spacebound rocketship and your heart’s the moon...
and I feel it surrounding my body.
the tingling sensations from my fingers now wiggle my toes.
the lingering taste of the sweet tea that just devoured my taste buds, the wetness of the liquid lingering down my throat.
and I feel the wind wrapping around my hair and it is as though I am dancing through the clouds trying to touch the rain.
and I see your face amongst the stars and your embrace...
Prickly Thorn: Sweetly Worn.: I hope you don't... →
Must I just say, this is amazing.
lickonthedust:
This Type Love: Saul Williams
I want a love like me thinking of you thinking of me thinking of you type love or me telling my friends more than I’ve ever admitted to myself about how I feel about you type love or hating how jealous you are but loving how much you want me all to yourself type…
you are my sweetest downfall.
what is your favorite sound?
Without stopping to think about this I will just completely let my fingers run across the letters. My favorite sound is a child’s laugh. Children laughing is the most beautiful and purest sound that could ever envelop the deepest most inner parts of my ear. Throwing rocks into the creek in the midst of the mountains and hearing him giggle as raindrops fluttered...
so far away.
in response to your posts: move on. let go.
I do not know if people are aware of this… but the more you talk about someone, the more you allow them to conquer your mind, the more it is proof that you are not over them.
altogether now,
you are not over them. you are not over them. you. are. not. over. them.
look in the mirror. see that person? that is the only person you have fooled. so...
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Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers....”
pick your flower.
It is your job to make her feel beautiful. It is your job to make her feel high on life, by lifting her up. why don’t you lift her up? Tell her her eyes are gorgeous, her lips, her smile, her hair, her skin…
then move onto her personality.
it is your job to make her feel special.
tell her why you love being around her so much. tell her why she means so much to you…
this is...
Help needed.
Here is what I am looking for:
People who smoke or used to smoke.
I am starting a new kick nicotine program where things will be much more organized and what I am wanting is for a variety of people to write letters… “Dear younger me, love older me”
What I am looking for is something along the lines of talking about why you picked up that first cig… this could include:...
Well Frank O'Hara,
Having a coke with your gal may just be stellar
However, I enjoy having a mondo with my fella.
it is even more fun than going to Walmart at twelve O’clock at night, or maybe riding to sonic for an icecream blast, and even more so than eating at Buffalo Wild Wings or Applebees or even Olive Garden, and it is probably because of the way he is able to turn me on even when he is wearing his...
“It’s not easy to believe.”
“I,” she told him,...”
– “American Gods” Neil Gaiman
Having a coke with you
is even more fun than going to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt partly because of the fluorescent orange tulips around the birches partly because of the...
