Though fortune’s malice overthrow my state,
My mind exceeds the compass of her wheel.
Words are things, and a small drop of ink, falling like dew upon a thought, produces that which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.
"Today in class the teacher asked the question, ‘Is it better to have loved and lost, or to never have loved at all?’ I said, ‘to have loved and lost’ and you said, ‘to have never loved at all.’ I looked at you and you looked at me, and thats when I knew you never loved me at all.
#25 in my “School Series” this was written at least a year ago while I was going through bad things in school (248/365)
this just tore my heart out
It’s funny how someone who was just a stranger last year,
can mean so much to you now.
It’s terrible that someone who meant so much to you last year,
can be just a stranger now.
It’s amazing what a year can do
Okay but this step back
With his head facing down and the stumbling
Because he knows what he has to do, and doing it means he failed. He failed at saving his best friend; he’s committing his best friend to burn in this fire. And he doesn’t want to do it.
All I want for Christmas is an episode where in Damon isn’t tortured emotionally and physically.
And probably a good Denzo reunion.
A Trautmatized Damon Stan
Someone once told me that human beings have three dimensions: how you see yourself, how others see you, and how you want others to see you. The closer the distance between the three dimensions, the more at peace you are and the more stable you become.
- I am physically unable to answer (at school, actually working at work, or had real life obligations)
- I thought I hit send but I really didn’t
- Tumblr is stupid and did not notify me, I actually had no clue you messaged me
- I assumed you wanted the conversation to end at that so I did not reply so you would not get pissed off
What did not happen:
- I ignored you
Your fingerprints are all over who I am now.
i finished my christmas list i can’t wait
- $ 1,000,000 in cash
- the souls of those who have displeased me this year
- another boyfriend in case my other one escapes
You let me look through your record collection and told me, ‘Most people think they’re outdated and silly to buy.’ You let me laugh at your cartoons. You let me borrow your favorite books and drink Coca Cola on your back porch. But when I tried to study the scribbled out drawings hanging above your desk, you pulled me down. You said, ‘That’s not for you to see.’ No, it was always, “Come on, let’s go somewhere”, as if we ever ended up anywhere but parked in a field or a dark street or the back of a restaurant. I didn’t mind, I was dying to get close to you, and pressing my skin to yours in a stuffy car was the only way I could. Afterwards, I’d look at you with a big, child’s smile and you’d ask, “What? What’s wrong? Why are you smiling?” “Nothing,” I’d stammer, as I swallowed my feelings and pretended the way I felt about you was not threatening to spill out every time we kissed.
I spent the summer pulling on your paint-splattered jeans after touching you beneath your sheets. I spent the summer trying my hardest to be cool and not care, but I was so close to telling you how I felt each time you talked dirty to me. One night, while you were drunk across the continent, you typed, “I love you, I love you, I love you” and I, sober and smiling, replied, “Oh God, finally.” But in the morning, you were forgetful, an amnesiac. You erased the incident, so I took a deep breath and finally erased you. I spent the summer undressing you, wishing I could see more than what was beneath your clothes. You spent the summer keeping me at an arm’s length by refusing to get completely naked.
300 FAVORITE MOVIES (in no particular order)
200. Midnight in Paris (2011)
"That Paris exists and anyone could choose to live anywhere else in the world will always be a mystery to me"
They treated each other with the familiarity of a husband and wife who had hidden so many things in this life that there was almost nothing left for them to say to each other.