January 2012
December 2011
House party tonight
yesss. So excited was invited haha, house party on new years trumps a bar on new years in so many ways.
“So this is the new year, and I have no resolutions for self assigned penance. For problems with easy solutions, so everybody put your best suit or dress on. Let’s make believe that we are wealthy for just this once, lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn, as thirty dialogs bleed into one.”
—Death Cab For Cutie
Okay, some semblance of plans have been formed. Now to figure out what to wear o_o
I'm wearing
my middle school gym tshirt, men’s phillies plaid pajama pants, a turquoise infinity scarf, pink socks and have my wet hair in a big wet bun. How pretty!
To all the girls who are lost in their heart break,
I know you feel like your entire world just crumbled, like the beautiful beaming candle that was your relationship is now a puddle of wax, like you’re going to throw up and die and never ever catch your breath again.
And you don’t want to hear it from me because I don’t know. I don’t know what it was like, I don’t know how good it was, I don’t know him, I don’t know how much you love him. But I do.
We all do. We’ve all loved like nobody else has loved and we have all felt our hearts explode into a mushroom cloud. I’ve soaked pillowcases, I’ve heaved, I’ve dropped pounds from starvation and heartbreak. I know.
It passes. You’ll probably always love him, you’ll probably always miss him. If you see him at a party, you’ll probably go cry in the bathroom. If he passes you on the street in 25 years, you’ll probably stumble. But you will feel for someone else again, you will eventually catch your breath, the Earth will keep rotating and you will start to smile again. I know I don’t know what I’m talking about, but trust me, I do.
I want someone to love me like Michael hates Toby
