February 2012
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It is a harmonized scream to let any sadness or anger out.
Broken promises Empty sheets Morning curiosities of where my love is I thought I heard you come in I thought I heard you leave again Were you out drinking again? As I stare at the empty bottle in your hand Broken hands Empty hearts One filled with poison, the other filled with agony I thought you’d change I thought you’d change What am I doing wrong? What am I doing here? Why am I not...
Shut up. Shut up!
“Behind every beautiful thing, there’s some kind of pain.”
– Bob Dylan
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“There has to be a moment at the beginning when you wonder whether you’re in love...”
– The Lovers Dictonary, David Levithan
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January 2012
49 posts
Fear # two.
Divorce.
I never quite understand why people never trust me, but then I realize I don’t trust them too.
I made it home and that is all that matters. Although my arms are empty and for the first time in a long time, I don’t want them hold on to my sheets. They want the skin. But this could be drunken thoughts. I’ll probably wake up forgetting it all. I’ll probably wake up thinking it was a lie.
““Some people don’t understand the promises they’re making when they make them,”...”
– John Green, The Fault In Our Stars
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“‘Okay.” And then the line was quiet but not dead. I almost felt like he was...”
– The Fault In Our Stars - By John Green (via existentiallyfraughtfreethrows)
2012/01/16 - IT IS WEIRD. ONCE AGAIN I DON’T WANT ANYONE. SAYONARA.
2012/01/28 - Just kidding.
She sat her desk rummaging through her thoughts trying to forget them.
“But I believe in true love, you know? I don’t believe that everybody gets to...”
– The Fault in Our Stars (John Green)
“We are meant for each other and not meant for each other. It’s a...”
“She had reluctantly accepted suffering as an inevitable component of deep...”
“That’s the thing about pain,” Augustus said, and then glanced back at me. “It...”
– ‘The Fault in Our Stars’, John Green
Find me where I belong, On the other side of hell I know I did you wrong And I’m sorry for everything But we all new I wouldn’t fall for you So I left you one morning Oh I heard you shout and scream But you knew what was coming You knew if I stayed, it would of all been a lie
I want to have a love affair with traveling and meeting people that I can make smile for the rest of my life. I hope this opportunity is real, maybe then I will be truly satisfied instead of just being content.
“I liked that he was a tenured professor in the Department of Slightly Crooked...”
– Hazel in The Fault in Our Stars by John Green (via blaineverettfinch)
Darling will you just shut your eyes And let me silently leave your bed And walk out the door I’m tired of saying goodbye Last night you said you’d make me breakfast But you won’t have to worry about that Because I’m not staying I’m not staying
Oh I can still smell the whiskey I spilled on my coat My lips were stained red Now my cheeks, from the thousand kisses you...
“When you stopped wishing things wouldn’t fall apart, you’d stop suffering when...”
– John Green (Looking for Alaska)
People that find it necessary to bicker and constantly communicate are not the ones for me.
“Just remember that sometimes, the way you think about a person isn’t the way...”
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Paper Towns, John Green
I really thought about it then finally I came to results about you. You looked nice and all but you weren’t beautiful. You had to be beautiful inside and out in order for me to like you. Honestly, I see you and I see someone that is ‘okay.’ Definitely a boring and uninteresting man. At first I was curious but who isn’t in the beginning?
It is weird. Once again I don’t want anyone. Sayonara.
Fear # one.
I don’t mind relationships and when it moves onto moving together. If it doesn’t work out it doesn’t. One moves on and moves out. It is nice to wake up next to someone. To feel the presence of another human beings energy close to yours is beautiful. I just fear that a conversation would be assumed for the daily ear. I think hearing noises other than coming from someone’s...
“That’s what I was thinking about before you came. I was thinking about your...”
–
An Abundance of Katherines (Green, 2006)
“I think maybe the reason I have spent most of my life being afraid is that I...”
– John Green
“The Buddha said that suffering was caused by desire, we’d learned, and that the...”
– Miles “Pudge” Halter
“It’s not life or death, the labyrinth.”
“Um, okay. So what is it?”
“Suffering,” she said. “Doing wrong and having wrong things happen to you. That’s the problem. Bolívar was talking about the pain, not about the living or dying. How do you get out of the labyrinth of suffering?”
- Looking for Alaska, John Green
“I’m the kind of person who likes to be by himself. To put a finer point on it,...”
– Haruki Murakami, What I Talk About When I Talk About Running
Didn’t I just say I’m interested in someone? I didn’t say I was interested in you. Stop trying to hang with me everyday! I don’t like you like that.
“I don’t understand why you are so nice to me.” I said, as I looked into her blue eyes. She stood up, and with a mild bit of anger she yelled at me quietly. “I’m nice to you because that is what I’m here for. Doesn’t mean I’m looking past what you did to me. I’m just doing what I’m best at doing; showing people that I’m resentful...
It is those eyes that hold all of the hidden visions you sought to tell that flower in your garden. Oh I overheard your conversation. You said your heart is stained with blood and your mother’s last words were, “I’m going to the tallest mountain and I’m never coming back. Maybe one day you’ll find me. But I’ll wait for you there.” I couldn’t help...
I believe I’m here to make people happy then slip away to make them realize it may hurt to lose someone but loving is worth it.
They only fall for me because I’m honest. Honest enough to tell them there is no future for ‘us.’
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con·sum·mate/ˈkänsəˌmāt/
Verb:Make (a marriage or relationship) complete by having sexual intercourse.
Adjective:Showing a high degree of skill and flair; complete or perfect.
I ask myself, where is the sun? Then you emerge from beneath the ground saying you need me. I didn’t want you to need me because simply I didn’t need you. I need the light; the sun. I gave you a deal, “If you bring me the sun I will give you what you want.” You flew to the skies and never came back. The sun was some place where I’d only be able to visually see it....
You always come back. They always come back. This is getting ridiculous. Can’t people realize that I don’t want them?