Sunday, August 29, 2010

One Of The Boys.

' She was basketball shorts, no make up and pulled back hair. She was far from girly and yet she still got all the boys to stare. But that’s all she really wanted — to be just like one of the boys so that she could get the attention from all the boys and in most cases, it worked like a charm. Her tough exterior and anything-you-can-do-I-can-do-better attitude was what got her by, but it would only take her so far before people got to see the real her. The emotional, dramatic, heart-on-her-sleeve, sensitive girl that she’ll never admit to being inside. '

-52 hearts







Kinda reminds of someone I know, what about you?

Friday, August 27, 2010

Fighter's Spirit.






There’re lots of things out there. Fakes, doubters, liars, prophets, dreamers, lovers, fighters, believers… Everyone fits into a category. No matter what we may say, we all hate at least one person. No matter how we choose to feel, we will always love that one person who doesn’t love us back. Regardless of supposed ignorance, we all know the truth. It’s this game of life. It’s this mystery. Now, I don’t know how to solve it. But by God, even if I have to battle a fucking komodo dragon, I will get out alive.

-This One Life 

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Au Revoir.





“After a while you learn 
the subtle difference between 
holding a hand and chaining a soul 
and you learn 
that love doesn’t mean leaning 
and company doesn’t always mean security. 

And you begin to learn 
that kisses aren’t contracts 
and presents aren’t promises 
and you begin to accept your defeats 
with your head up and your eyes ahead
with the grace of woman, 
not the grief of a child 
and you learn 
to build all your roads on today 
because tomorrow’s ground is 
too uncertain for plans 
and futures have a way of falling down 
in mid-flight. 

After a while you learn 
that even sunshine burns 
if you get too much 
so you plant your own garden 
and decorate your own soul 
instead of waiting for someone 
to bring you flowers. 

And you learn that you really can endure 
you really are strong 
you really do have worth 
and you learn 
and you learn 
with every goodbye, you learn…”
—Veronica A. Shoffstall

Friday, August 20, 2010

Landscapes.



 " Sometimes we fall in love with the wrong people. 
There is nothing to be done about that.
The heart loves. That's what it does.
 But just because you love someone doesn't mean you have to put up with their shit.
Sometimes love is like a city skyline - best viewed from a distance. "



Monday, August 16, 2010

Friday, August 13, 2010

Broken Dark Chocolate.


    Your heart broke as hers broke with every single word she spoke through every typed line she wrote for anyone who would listen, even though you know she mostly did it for herself. She needed to get it out there, she needed for someone to know — it was too hard to keep to herself when it always felt like she was about to explode with emotional distraught. You knew exactly what she was going through — anyone who’s been hurt would, and the only thing you wanted to do was take it away, but you knew you couldn’t. Only she could. '

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Faint Nostalgia.



Honestly, I’m having trouble remembering what she looks like. The more I try to picture her, the more I can’t. Like, I remember how she makes me feel, I just don’t completely remember her. It’s like I’m trying to preserve something that’s already gone.
How I Met Your Mother