Well you hit the hay and I’ll hit the feathers.
Moon, bedtime
It felt amazingly good to laugh, hard.
Thank you, although I don’t think that had been your intent. It just came out, and then I was laughing by myself…but then recovered. But really, thank you. I needed that :)
Because sometimes you have something you need to say but you can’t because the words won’t come out or you get scared or you feel stupid, so if you could write a song and sing it then you could say what you need to say and it would be beautiful. And people would listen and you wouldn’t make a complete idiot out of yourself, but all of us can’t be songwriters so some of us will never be able to say what we’re thinking or what we want other people to know what we’re thinking… so we’ll never get the chance to make things right again ever.
Gilmore Girls (via runawaytrain)You see,” he says to the girl, “you closed your eyes. That was the difference. Sometimes you cannot believe what you see, you have to believe what you feel. And if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them, too— even when you’re in the dark. Even when you’re falling.
Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom (via threeseptembersandajanuary)Our notions about happiness entrap us. We forget that they are just ideas. Our idea of happiness can prevent us from actually being happy. We fail to see the opportunity for joy that is right in front of us when we are caught in a belief that happiness should take a particular form.
Thich Nhat Hanh (via anniesheart) (via rgeissler) (via reachingforrecovery)
It is difficult for me to discuss the most important things that are going on inside my head.
Posted: Thursday, November 19th, 2009 at 12:01AM.
Tagged: me.
Tagged: me.
Because they are usually things that scare me in some way and I have trouble admitting when I am afraid.
Have you ever had a huge craving for something throughout a day? Even if you already had some of what you're craving?
Posted: Wednesday, November 18th, 2009 at 8:29PM.
Tagged: me.
Tagged: me.
Ice cream for me. Especially on colder, rainy days like today. Not sure why…

(via typewriterblues)
Choose fucking up every chance you get in the pursuit of finding something pure.

