“Once in a life, if a person chooses to go through these things, then maybe the act of writing them down could be a gift, so that others might know that should they suffer their romances or their love of things, they’re not alone.”

- Ryan Adams

Currently reading The Fountainhead starting tonight. (:

Since november, it's been raining.

I woke up understated

A simple feeling, aimed at you
And my love's gone underrated
A simple feeling, aimed at you

And it took me ages to figure out what I was supposed to know
All the sordid details of your final blow by blow

This is a hymn for you, this is a song for you... (x9)

that picture by the amazing artist Zach Johnson

and this cover by Regina Spektor.







5HRS and 30 mins if I travel to OK to see The Fray. I gotta make this work

omg

You haunt my dreams like the sweet refrain of my favorite song.

I want to run away and not look back. I want to have no plans except to keep going. I want to meet strange new people and have conversations that change me. I watched The Holiday today. My favorite part was when Graham admits to Amanda that he's a major weeper. Kinda like me. "A good book, a great film, a birthday card, I weep." haha. I think I look nice in black. I've been listening to Ray LaMontagne. I'm picking out a tripod tomorrow for my canon. I didn't tell you about my dreams. I keep having these dreams of you and I wake myself out of them. Kinda like when I stop myself from seeing you. Don't ever let me leave you. I want to dance. I want to be spun in circles and be carried away. I love you Dirty Dancing. I want to feel wind blow me away. I want Ray on my record player. I want to be swooned. at all times. I can't wait for Summer.

alone and I'm in between...

Sometimes I don't know if I should hate myself for always spending every second trying to bring myself back to those days. I just feel so numb all of a sudden. I don't want to be like everyone else. Someone made me a mix cd so I'm gonna take a bike ride to the woods and listen to that. I haven't listened to any of those songs that have significantly changed me. Maybe that's why I don't feel like myself. I am nineteen years old. nineteen. I don't believe it. I still have a lot to learn and I don't want to be sorry about that. I can't believe May is almost here either.

we're only taking turns.

I haven't heard a thing you've said
In at least a couple hundred days
What'd you say?

“then we can age and fall away
and meet again some golden day
and fill it in our happy way
in starlight and in gold”