“There are moments in life when the heart is so full of emotion that if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together.”—Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (via verslibre)
to me a great song is one that you see your own story reflected in it. this happens to me a lot. I become attached to it and it becomes a part of my own soundtrack and embedded into my own story. this is what music should be about and not about what mtv says is cool.
I'm a girl too, and I know how fragile hearts can be.
Dropping by his office with home-made cookies? Then leaving in a hurry as soon as he tells you I’m coming to visit too? You have got to be kidding me.
Look if you wanna play with fire then you’re gonna get yourself burned. It doesn’t matter how ‘head over heals’ you are with him.
I don’t even know you. Never even met you. You write about your feelings for him on your many blogs, you spill your heart out to him, you call him by cutesy nicknames and you bake for him. As much as I find it all rather excessive I am not worried about you stirring trouble for me and him, because we’re solid like that.
But if you keep this up I could break you easily. Heart and all.
Ugh. Why do some girls throw themselves at guys like that? Even knowing full well that they’re just setting themselves up for dissappointment?
I hope you find Love, I really do. Just go and create your own story can’t you. This is my prince, my fairy tale. Please just leave us alone.
“As I stand here looking at you, I wonder if there will ever be a day when I will get over your smile. When I will let go of the hugs you gave me, a day that I continue to feel. A day when I forget the words you said to me. Whatever happens to us, I know I could never get over, let go of, or forget about you.”—(via littlemiss) (via nokindofelegance)
“I bet you didn’t know that I am terrified of the dark, and every time I think of you, I smile. I bet you don’t know that I hate thunderstorms, but love dancing in the rain. Or how much I laugh with my friends and how much I truly enjoy being happy. I bet you don’t know how many tears I’ve cried just for you, or how much I doubt myself every day. I bet you don’t know how ticklish I am or how I can’t make decisions. Or how it drives me crazy when you look into my eyes. I bet you didn’t know that I would do anything to be with you. But mostly, I bet you didn’t know how much I love you.”—Grey’s Anatomy (via littlemiss)
“Love happens; it is so incredibly messy. People around you can’t comprehend why you do the things you do, or why you fight so hard for something that seems to cause you so much pain, because simply, they can’t see. They can’t see the invisible ring of insanity that surrounds you when you’re in love. It’s inconvenient and painful and devastating at times, but we can’t live without it. What you don’t learn is how hard love is. How much work it takes. How much of ourselves we have to put into it. How it isn’t worth it until we are complete and utter idiots about it.”—(via littlemiss)
“do you know how much i ache to feel your skin? to hear your voice? do you know how my body literally hurts when i think about how much i want to feel your arms around me? lust does not even begin to describe it. it’s beyond that. it’s honestly like i am missing a part of me. and it hurts.”—(via potterspoet) (via sleepanddream) (via nokindofelegance)
With you is the only place where all this crazy loneliness disappears and I can feel like I’m a part of something again. With you is the only place that makes me comfortable inside my skin. With you I feel safe, at home and belonging.
I can’t explain it. I just feel better when I’m with you.
Times the bookstore has this ridiculously unbelievable sale going on.
I just went and got myself books 8 through 31 in one go. And the only reason I didn’t buy more was because I couldn’t find frickin number 32 onwards.
So I still read ‘young adult fiction’ but discreetly devouring Francine Pascal underneath the table during class is pretty much all I can remember of my primary school days. IMHO though Gaia Moore is wayyy cooler than those Sweet Valley Twins.
I will always credit Gaia as the one who introduced the word existentialism to me. And Shred Fargo? So hot. Even in a wheelchair.
For the longest time I’ve only had Fearless #1-7 plus 2 super edition books, then I stopped because they were dissapearing off the shelves faster than I can save pocket money to buy them. Can’t wait to go home and finally line them up together… I’ve never collected this many books in a series before, it maybe slightly lame now at my age but thrilling nonetheless!
This is like a childhood dream fulfilled :)
p/s: Pictures to follow soon.
p/p/s: Now if only I could get Christopher Pike’s entire Spooksville series.
“But some emotions don’t make a lot of noise. It’s hard to hear pride. Caring is real faint - like a heartbeat. And pure love - why, some days it’s so quiet, you don’t even know it’s there.”—Unknown (via bitchville)
“You know I’ll always take care of you. Whatever happens. Whatever might have been done, it doesn’t matter. Nobody’s gonna hurt you. Nobody gets to ask. I won’t allow it. You’re safe with me.”—Hollywoodland (via littlemiss) (via justlearning)
“You’re what kept me alive. The thought of you. The way your eyes look into mine. Your smile. The touch of your skin. Your lips. Whether I die tomorrow or fifty years from now, my destiny is the same: it’s you. I want to be with you.”—Roswell (via littlemiss) (via pieces)
“Oh, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then, with the breath of kindness, blow the rest away.”—George Eliot (via kaytee) (via justlearning)
“I love how your eyes close, whenever you kiss me. & when I’m away from you, I love how you miss me. I love the way your kiss is always heavenly but darling most of all I love how you love me. I love how your heart beats, whenever I hold you. I love how you think of me without being told to. I love the way your touch is always tenderly but darling most of all I love how you love me.”— Phil Spector (via amandasthoughts) (via birdcalls) (via graymare)
“People say, ‘what’s the point in liking someone who doesn’t like you back?’ And they’re right, there’s no point. But you can’t help who you like, it’s not up to you… your heart just kind of decides for you and there’s no turning back once your heart makes up its mind.”—(via littlemiss)