A hall monitor told me my shorts were too short to wear at school. I replied, “Alright, I’ll just go wear them elsewhere, then.” And I left school. Haha, I win.
A hall monitor told me my shorts were too short to wear at school. I replied, “Alright, I’ll just go wear them elsewhere, then.” And I left school. Haha, I win.
I wish I could do better by you,
Cause its what you deserve.
You sacrifice so much of your life,
In order for this to work.
While I’m off chasing my own dreams,
Sailing around the world,
Please know that I’m yours to keep,
My beautiful girl.
When you cry a piece of my heart dies,
Knowing that I may have been the cause,
If you were to leave, fulfil someone else’s dreams,
I think I might totally be lost.
You don’t ask for no diamond rings,
No delicate string of pearls,
That’s why I wrote this song to sing,
My beautiful girl.
this girl – city and colour
famous people to invite to your dinner party (dead or alive):
1. David Tennant
2. Robert Downey Jr
3. Tom Felton
4. Joe McHale
5. Adam Baldwin
bands/musicians i’ve been listening to a lot lately:
1. FUN.
2. The Weepies
3. Ingrid Michaelson
4. Bob Dylan
5. [and I’m always listening to] The White Stripes
things i’m addicted to:
1. My Google Reader
2. Singing/Music
3. Making Playlists
4. Books
5. You.
biggest celeb crushes:
[Basically, just look at the first question]
1. David Tennant
2. Robert Downey Jr
3. Tom Felton
4. Joe McHale
5. Adam Baldwin
songs i can’t stop listening to at this moment:
1. At Least I’m Not As Sad (As I Used To Be) – FUN. [[Or, anything by them, really.]]
2. Can’t Turn Back Now – The Weepies
3. I’ve Got a Brand New Pair of Rollerskates (You Got a Brand New Key) – Melanie
4. I Gotta Feeling – The Black Eyed Peas
5. You’ve Got Her In Your Pocket – the White Stripes
best tv shows:
1. Doctor Who
2. Community
3. The Office
4. Chuck
5. Firefly
“She refused to be bored, chiefly because she wasn’t boring.”
We’d all give a lot less weight to today and now.
The second we notice the prick
of regret seep into our veins we would turn
the hands back
the pages back
the words back
and try again.
We all know that no one actually finishes the whole story according to the
map drawn with their initial choices anyway
or live with the mistakes anyway.
We’d all eat a lot more
We’d all spend a lot more
We’d all say “yes” a lot more
We’d all kiss a lot more
We’d all a lot more a lot more
As is, life’s just a daily gamble
doors one two three
red, blue wires
which to enter? which to cut?
wash over me
i fear not
the erosion
let the
future scientists
take their
soul samples
to figure out
what happened
how
was there
warning
and when you
go away
let me
believe
the residue
left behind
is a choice
a souvenir
of
the moment
i want you
full force
direct hit
i can handle
the capricious
gusts of wind
causing the battering
of sometimes
indifference
until
i
can’t
and then
well
you’re a story
late night
near closing
dueling tales
of near-misses
that become
more near
and barely
misses
through time
preternatural disasters
left fading
wrinkled scars
it was rough
i tell ya
and they marvel
loudly through
quiet nods
and i
stare
out the window
via peter dewolfe