15 May 2009
12 May 2009
This hurts much more than I thought it would. I just wanted to be with you. Is that so difficult to understand?
I wanted you exactly how you are- the imperfections, the quirks. Everything that makes you so unlike anyone else.
Perhaps it was a waste of my time.
I want to believe that it wasn't, yet all I know is that I am still alone.
[The friendship we made
Is a waste of our time.
There's no one left here
To show a future that's kind.
-"Distraction", Angels and Airwaves]
I wanted you exactly how you are- the imperfections, the quirks. Everything that makes you so unlike anyone else.
Perhaps it was a waste of my time.
I want to believe that it wasn't, yet all I know is that I am still alone.
[The friendship we made
Is a waste of our time.
There's no one left here
To show a future that's kind.
-"Distraction", Angels and Airwaves]
10 May 2009
04 May 2009
03 May 2009
01 May 2009
For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can’t readily accept the God formula, the big answers don’t remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command or faith a dictum. I am my own God. We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.
[Charles Bukowski]
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