This Blog is here for me and or anyone who wants to read it. I will mainly be posting quotes I find. I don't mean to infringe on anyone's privacy or hurt anyone by quoting wrong, its how I want things to be remembered.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
It Only Hurts by Default
"It Only Hurts"
Can hold my breath only for a little while 'til reality starts sinking in
once again i'm settling for second best turn the pages skip to the end
to where i swore that i would try since the last time i crossed that line in the back of my mind i know
it only hurts when your eyes are open lies get tossed and truth is spoken it only hurts when that door
gets open dreams are lost and hearts are broken
miles away promise from a burning bed two worlds should never collide
one word would end it if you ever heard tear the page out that reminds me
when i swore that i'd be strong now the next time has come and gone well maybe i'm wrong i know
it only hurts when your eyes are open lies get tossed and truth is spoken it only hurts when that door
gets open dreams are lost and hearts are broken
i know what your feeling it's hard to believe in someone, someone who's not there
i know that your waiting 'cause love is worth saving but only for so long, so long, so long
i swore that i would try since the last time, the last time
it only hurts when your eyes are open lies get tossed and truth is spoken it only hurts when that door
gets open dreams are lost and hearts are broken
it only hurts when your eyes are open lies get tossed and truth is spoken it only hurts when that door
gets open dreams are lost and hearts are broken
Can hold my breath only for a little while 'til reality starts sinking in
once again i'm settling for second best turn the pages skip to the end
to where i swore that i would try since the last time i crossed that line in the back of my mind i know
it only hurts when your eyes are open lies get tossed and truth is spoken it only hurts when that door
gets open dreams are lost and hearts are broken
miles away promise from a burning bed two worlds should never collide
one word would end it if you ever heard tear the page out that reminds me
when i swore that i'd be strong now the next time has come and gone well maybe i'm wrong i know
it only hurts when your eyes are open lies get tossed and truth is spoken it only hurts when that door
gets open dreams are lost and hearts are broken
i know what your feeling it's hard to believe in someone, someone who's not there
i know that your waiting 'cause love is worth saving but only for so long, so long, so long
i swore that i would try since the last time, the last time
it only hurts when your eyes are open lies get tossed and truth is spoken it only hurts when that door
gets open dreams are lost and hearts are broken
it only hurts when your eyes are open lies get tossed and truth is spoken it only hurts when that door
gets open dreams are lost and hearts are broken
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
By Camille
I want to...
Lose myself in the music.
Live a different day.
Go inside my head and never return.
Meet someone that completely changes my life.
Make an impact in someone else's life.
Stand on top of a talk mountain and look out on the world.
Stay up talking to someone until the sun comes up.
Be close to someone.
Love someone.
Care about someone.
Have someone be close to me, love me, and care about me.
Be free of my past.
Have a future.
Feel pretty.
Feel skinny.
Feel safe.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Tonight I was babysitting. I have been pretty upset about my recent break up with my ex byfriend. When the girl I was babysitting asked me why I looked so sad, I told her that I had just gone through a tough break up. She nodded and left the room. When she returned, she was holding The Sims video game and said "Let's kill him!" Made my night. MLIA
Mlia
he other night, I was walking to my apartment after my night class. As I was waiting to cross a road, a car stopped at the light. All four doors opened and 3 guys and a girl got out to run around the car screaming, "Chinese fire drill!" I got excited and joined in running around the car. After a minute or so, one of the guys yelled, "Everybody in!" Somehow, I ended up behind the wheel. The light turned green, so I turned and drove down the road to my apartment building. I stopped, turned off the car, thanked them for the ride, got out and started running up to my building. While I was running, I heard one of the guys ask, "Who the hell was that?" This was easily the proudest I've been of myself in 4 years at college. MLIA
MLIA
Today, I saw a commercial for the Snuggie. I thought it was stupid idea but I couldn't change the channel because I was under a blanket and I didn't want my arms to get cold. MLIA
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
everything i needed to know i learned in a shopping mall, don't wander off, know who you are,know where you came from,never let go of your mothers hand, whenever you get lost stand there and wait for someone to find you, and someone will always look fo...r you because someone will always miss you,and when you cry someone will remind you in that soft lullaby voice that sometimes silence is the loudest kind of noise.
~Kelsey Holmes
~Kelsey Holmes
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
At first sight, his address is certainly not striking; and his person can hardly be called handsome, till the expression of his eyes, which are uncommonly good, and the general sweetness of his countenance, is perceived. At present, I know him so well, that I think him really handsome; or, at least, almost so.
~Sense and Sensibility pg 22
~Sense and Sensibility pg 22
Edward Ferrars was not recommended to their good opinion by any peculiar graces of person or address. He was not handsome, and his manners required intimacy to make them pleasing. He was too diffident to do justice to himself; but when his natural shyness was overcome, his behavior gave every indication of an open affectionate heart.
~Sense and Sensibility, pg 17
~Sense and Sensibility, pg 17
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Its not nice when girls die
~pg 1
Yesterdays dirt and mistakes have moved through me. I'm shiny and pink inside, clean. Empty is good. Empty is strong.
~pg 7
They branded their war on this skin-bag of a girl.
~pg 9
he wiped me off the face of her existance.
~pg 11
I can't stop, but I can't keep going
~pg 98
We held hands when we walked down the gingerbread path into the forest, blood dripping from our fingers. We danced with witches and kissed monsters. We turned us into wintergirls, and when she tried to leave, I pulled her back into the snow because I was afraid to be alone.
~pg 99
I kept thinking that if I could just unzip my skin, step out of this body, then I would see who I really am.
~pg 117
Cutting pain was a different flavor of hurt. It made it easier not to think about having my body and my family and my life stolen, made it easier not to care...
~pg 166
The merry-go-round is spinning too fast. I want to get off. I want to close my eyes, or just blink. I want to choose what I see and what I don't see.
~pg 196
The dead do walk and haunt and crawl into your bed at night. Ghosts sneak into your head when youre not looking. Stars line up and volcanoes birth out bits of glass that foretell the future. Poison berries make girls stronger, but sometimes kill them. If you howl at the moon and swear on your blood, anything you desire will be yours. Be careful what you wish for. There's always a catch
~pg 253
Wintergirls by Laurie Halse Anderson
~pg 1
Yesterdays dirt and mistakes have moved through me. I'm shiny and pink inside, clean. Empty is good. Empty is strong.
~pg 7
They branded their war on this skin-bag of a girl.
~pg 9
he wiped me off the face of her existance.
~pg 11
I can't stop, but I can't keep going
~pg 98
We held hands when we walked down the gingerbread path into the forest, blood dripping from our fingers. We danced with witches and kissed monsters. We turned us into wintergirls, and when she tried to leave, I pulled her back into the snow because I was afraid to be alone.
~pg 99
I kept thinking that if I could just unzip my skin, step out of this body, then I would see who I really am.
~pg 117
Cutting pain was a different flavor of hurt. It made it easier not to think about having my body and my family and my life stolen, made it easier not to care...
~pg 166
The merry-go-round is spinning too fast. I want to get off. I want to close my eyes, or just blink. I want to choose what I see and what I don't see.
~pg 196
The dead do walk and haunt and crawl into your bed at night. Ghosts sneak into your head when youre not looking. Stars line up and volcanoes birth out bits of glass that foretell the future. Poison berries make girls stronger, but sometimes kill them. If you howl at the moon and swear on your blood, anything you desire will be yours. Be careful what you wish for. There's always a catch
~pg 253
Wintergirls by Laurie Halse Anderson
As much as she would love to have kissed him, she is also somewhat relieved that the guard prevented it from happening. Her heart is beating wildly, both from anticipation of how that kiss would have felt, and from fear. Because now she's the one who's scared, very scared. Not of him, but of herself, or rather, of her feelings for him. ~Willow, Julia Hoban pg 217
Except the only times she's laughed I the past seven months have been in
his company. When he's with her she's able to forget the lure of the
razor for more than five minutes at a time. And when she talks to him,
she actually feels like she's connecting, not just exchanging words like
she does with everyone else.
~pg 138, Willow, Julia Hoban
his company. When he's with her she's able to forget the lure of the
razor for more than five minutes at a time. And when she talks to him,
she actually feels like she's connecting, not just exchanging words like
she does with everyone else.
~pg 138, Willow, Julia Hoban
"Of course any sharp edge could do in a pinch, and Willow had used them
all: nail scissors, a steak knife, a mans razor- if he doesn't use
safety blades- that's what she'd been carrying when Guy discovered her.
But Willow is a purist. She likes to reserve her cutting implement for
cutting herself alone. She just can't see hacking her flesh with the
same razor she slices her dinner with."
~pg112, Willow, Julia Hoban
all: nail scissors, a steak knife, a mans razor- if he doesn't use
safety blades- that's what she'd been carrying when Guy discovered her.
But Willow is a purist. She likes to reserve her cutting implement for
cutting herself alone. She just can't see hacking her flesh with the
same razor she slices her dinner with."
~pg112, Willow, Julia Hoban
Monday, October 5, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Milly: Really? I'll tell you one thing though. You did not have me the moment that we met because I'm not even sure I like the fact that your staff talked about you behind your back at the dessert table. And excuse me but truth be told I didn't like anything that you ordered for me on our first date except the calamari. And ok fine, yes, it was nice to not have to think for a change. But who wants someone that doesn't think? Look! And sometimes you laugh when I cry, and you say "huh" when I make perfect sense. And never ever in my life have I burnt a chocolate souffle until now, and that in and of itself... oh my god. Should have told me I don't feel like myself around you. And I would have decided that. A long time ago if it weren't for my mother. Because who wants someone who laughs like a hyena in a polka dot dress that my mother made me buy.
Jason : I love that dress.
Milly : Take her out.
~~Because I Said So~~
Jason : I love that dress.
Milly : Take her out.
~~Because I Said So~~
Saturday, September 26, 2009
"Red", I write "is the color of life. It's blood, passion, rage. It's menstrual flow and after birth. Beginnings and violent end. Red is the color of love. Beating hearts and hungry lips. Roses, Valentines, cherries. Red is the color of shame. Crimson cheeks and spilled blood. Broken hearts, opened veins. A burning desire to return to white." Pretty Face by Mary Hogan
Friday, September 25, 2009
There are times when a tree can no longer withstand the pain inflicted on it, and the wind will take pity on that tree and topple it over in a mighty storm. All the other trees who witnessed the evil look down upon the fallen tree with envy. They pray for the day when a wind will end their suffering.
I pray for the day when God will end mine.
I pray for the day when God will end mine.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
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