August 2009
so take off your makeup,
and pocket your pills away.
we’re kings among...
– the decemberists. (via spinning)
This weekend.
I hospitalized, and concussed, a goalie. In my defense, I had been up since 5:30 in 100 degree weather. It was a 50/50 ball, and her face kind of got in my way. Anyway, first time I’ve been the cause of an ambulance on a soccer field. The other team’s parents weren’t too happy with me. But uh… is it bad if I take that as a compliment?
…Oh well.
Your brother brought his baby over this morning. He told me it could stand. It...
– Justin’s Dad
Haven't published this in awhile. →
But due to a slight increase in followers, I thought it might be convenient to post as a soundboard for all the new feedback :] Type away.
I love getting mail.
Not in an inbox, or off a phone. But real honest to goodness, hard-to-read-return-addresses, rising-stamp-costs, grouchy mailmen, chicken scratch mail. Sometimes I wish calligraphy was still mandatory and candles were the only forms of light.
But I suppose that’s all because I still know that if worst comes to worst, I can still shoot an e-mail and know they’ll receive it within...
#363009 →
mylifeisaverage:
Today I wanted to buy a Where’s Waldo book. I couldn’t find it anywhere in the bookstore. Well played Waldo, well played. MLIA.
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The opposite of war isn't peace, it's creation!
Watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind last...
And found it amazing and hilarious and breathing and brilliant and a million other adjectives that have yet to be brought into existence. Hands down, one of the best movies I’ve ever seen. I now understand the eons of Tumblr spam that have filled up my dashboard since Joel and Clementine made their way to your blogging minds…
Life sucks, love survives.
– Wristcutters: A Love Story
i need a real hug.
mynoisyheart:
not a “nice to see you” hug or a routine family hug, a genuine “i care about you” hug.
i don’t know where i’m going to get that, though.
If I were there, I’d give you one! But I’m not, so a virtual one will just have to do for now. *hug*
I hope that the context for everything I want in this world collapses in front...
– Kyle
My mom just walked in,
with Hagen Dazs, a Kit-Kat, and Milk Duds. Either she really wants me to get fat, or she really loves me. Whatever the reason, my night just got a whole lot better.
Drinking and driving don’t mix… That’s why I ride a bike.
– Duckie, Pretty in Pink.
They're not smart, but they sure as hell are...
Bart: Gah, your just so mean to people.
Ian: How so?
Bart: Your just so racist. I mean, come on. Fat people, black people, short people...
Ian: ...
Ian: Did you just call fat a race?
Cinderella walked on broken glass. Sleeping Beauty...
monsterkristina:weezyweccrazy:(via conniechiwa)
What’s burning down is a re-creation of a period of revival house...
– Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters.
Apparently, your Rainbows can murder you. →
“Tierno — also known as “Dr. Germ” — pointed out that if such shoes were worn for three months over the course of an entire summer, 93 percent of them would have fecal bacteria on them and 20 percent of them would have E. coli.”
You know your American when you start blaming your shoes for your poor hygiene… Well… guess I’m screwed.
I love it when your sitting there,
staring off through a piece of wall and you start to tread over long forgotten memories.. Then as one brighter than the others works it way toward the surface you unknowingly begin to smile. And as the jagged edges of reality rip you back to the present, you find yourself with a little figment of something you never knew was there. Happiness in it’s purest form, written across your face..
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Nobody wants to admit this, but bad things will keep on happening. Maybe...
– Jodi Picoult, Nineteen Minutes.
This is me falling for you.
Him: There's nothing to be that happy about.
Me: I beg to differ.
Him: And why is that?
Me: Because there are things to be that happy about.
Him: Like what?
Me: Like being with you.
If you build your walls up to high, you may not...
Please, don’t be afraid to love.
A weekend of soccer.
For my team, this means: -Horrible refereeing. -My teammate getting a red card for defending herself when her mark tried to choke her. -The ref allowing another teammate to get a broken nose from a girl who’s cast was not actually soft. -Subsequently, having to play with two girls down.
So we retaliated by: -Taking out their sweeper permanently. -Getting yellow cards to two of their...
If you crawl into the cage, don’t be surprised when you’re trapped.
– Chrysanthemum
A Secret.
I am not afraid of dying. Yet, I am afraid of living…