On one other note, I hate looking at old pictures and going HEY I LIKED THAT SHIRT WHERE DID IT GO?!!
Oh yeah some bitch stole it.
Thought I was cooling down but nope, still crazy.
The unattainable are so attractive.
On my 45 minute commute I often get to thinking. Thinking about dumb things like my current emotional state, my past, and my possible future. And I get really frustrated. I think it is so ridiculous to think it’s ridiculous to expect beautiful things. I appreciate grand gestures, last lusts, and polite people. I think it is okay to expect these things on a daily basis. Maybe it’s because, to be frank, there’s some pretty horrible things out there. And maybe I think it’s okay to get sweetened over instead of the latter.
Yep, ready for that.
Everyone who doesn’t have a significant other with them right now, has a smartphone. & that smartphone in the next 25 minutes will prove to be the most dangerous thing in your possession. Cause when you leave this show, you’ll be full of love and that love’s got to go somewhere and that love will travel the path of least resistance; that love will go to the place you’re most comfortable in which is probably your past. You’re likely to go home and text somebody from your past and ask them to rejoin you once again in the present and I just wanna tell you right now that I think that is a great idea! I think that if you need some love tonight cause you heard love, and felt love, and sang love, and you know where to get it, even if it makes tomorrow a hell of a time, do it tonight!
“Are you up?” “Come Over.” “Are you awake? Can I see you?” Yeah, you should do it! You should write it and you should respond to it, cause life is too short to act like you’re better or smarter than knowing how love works. So just go with it! & this is a song about going with it…”
John Mayer before Edge of Desire (my favorite JM quote right now) (via eatsleepjohnmayer)
Dear Death Cab For Cutie,
You will FOREVER have my heart. I needed this.
Being single-white femaled is not only creepy but fuckinggggggg annoying. For the last and final time, get your own life. Sweet baby Jesus. Once again, females infuriate me.
Wanting someone to take me to dinner, needing to not make the effort..
Me with JC’s are like Carrie Bradshaw with her Manolo Blahniks.
First step is admitting.
“Change is the essence of life; be willing to surrender who you are for what you could become.”
Most people think think of unconditional love to mean “I couldn’t love you any less, no matter what.” But what I think unconditional love means is “I couldn’t love you any more, no matter what.” Either way, it sounds neat.
Things I plan to do once school is out and I’ll actually have a day off:
-Wash my car
-Dedicate one day to staying in bed (all day) and watching tv such as US of Tara and Nurse Jackie and Parenthood. I have been terrible with TV lately.
-Attend Flea Market(s)
-Go to the beach
-Read a book that isn’t an academic journal OF ANY SORT
We’ll see how this turns out… Two weeks two weeks two weeks.
I met a Frenchie named Hektor last night. He was the fittest dog I have ever seen.
Pretty sure he ate better than most San Franciscans.
And, I had a photoshoot where one of the photographers was a Republican cop who grew up in the sunset and just recently got out of a relationship with a stripper.
The stripper made $30k a month..
Felt like I had to write that down real quick.
I feel like recently I’ve been reaching out to people who I had (or thought I had) previous interactions/connections with.
And they just aren’t responding.
I need to get a clue and realize that maybe these people don’t REALLY matter. I keep blaming myself like oh I caused this, I hindered my social capabilities, womp womp womp.
But it is what it is, and if they don’t want to go dancing with me then au rev-never.