dinsdag 30 maart 2010

got a water bottle full of whiskey in my handbag


annalynne mccord


damien from GG

leighton meester and ed westwick





abbey lee





lily collins


no texts sorryy

zondag 28 maart 2010

summer is coming!

"i wanna dress my ass with the latest fashion"

You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can
steer yourself, any direction you choose.

Some things don't last forever, but some things do. Like a good
song, or a good book, or a good memory you can take out and
unfold in your darkest times, pressing down on the corners
and peering in close, hoping you still recognize the person
you see there.

The thing about addiction is, it never ends well. Because eventually,
whatever it is that was getting us high, stops feeling good, and starts to
hurt. Still, they say you don’t kick the habit until you hit rock bottom.
But how do you know when you are there? Because no matter how badly
a thing is hurting us, sometimes, letting it go hurts even worse.

The brick walls are not there to keep us out, the brick walls
are there to give us a chance to show how badly we want
something, because the brick walls are there to stop the people
who don’t want it badly enough.


Love is a portion of the soul itself, and it is of the same nature as the
celestial breathing of the atmosphere of paradise.

When I became convinced that the universe is natural, that all the ghosts
and gods are myths, there entered into my brain, into my soul, into every
drop of my blood the sense, the feeling, the joy of freedom. The walls of
my prison crumbled and fell. The dungeon was flooded with light and
all the bolts and bars and manacles became dust.

I do understand the impulse. The impulse to put your hand out and
want someone to be there at the end of your reach. To want someone
to be close to. To want to kiss or even touch if it's wrong. The point is
you can't control these feelings. Even if they're wrong, they're there.
They're always there.

I have noticed that if you look carefully at people's eyes the first five
seconds they look at you, the truth of their feelings will shine through
for just an instant before it flickers away.

I know in the back of my mind that life would be so much
easier if I never talked to you again. If I shut you out of my
life and moved on, I could finally get over you. But you're the
only thing that makes me happy, whether it's right or wrong
and I don't have the strength to give up on that.


The spaces between my fingers are yours to fill.

Our forever could end in an hour, or a hundred years from now. You never
know for sure, so you'd better make every second count.

Just forget it, it’s the same old runaround.You build me up just to let
me down.

You spend your whole life preaching about waiting for love. Well, here it
is. Right in front of you, and you're going to turn your back on it. So, I
guess we're fucked. I'll move on, but you're going to have to live the rest
of your life knowing that you've turned your back on love. & that makes
you a hypocrite. Have a nice life.

Chances are like lightning, they never hit the earth at the
same spot twice. So when a chance comes your way, grab it
cause it may never come again.


Well things have been kind of heavy these days, trying to figure out
which road to take. There is many decisions to be made, and the only time
I feel okay is when I'm in your arms.

It's the way you do the things you dothat make me fall in love with you.

I used to be so strong, I used to be able to do whatever I want, and
then I feel like I've been broken down little by little. I don't know what
to do. I can't have him talk to me like this anymore. I just want to be
with someone who loves me so much. Okay, whatever, I do think I
deserve to be a princess, I think that every girl deserves to be treated
like a princess. But you don't treat me like crap. That's not okay, that's
not an excuse. Like, I know what I have to do and I know what I want
to do, but why can't get I get there? I just don't know what to do.
-The Hills

Every day may not be good,but there's good in every day.

Here's to you. Because I've never met a better you, than you.

am i the one to blame for your dreams? do you ever wake at night and
scream?call out my name, pretend she's me?

Maybe I know, somewhere deep in my soul that love never lasts.

Happiness cannot come from without. It must come from within. It is
not what we see and touch or that which others do for us which makes
us happy; it is that which we think and feel and do, first for the other
fellow and then for ourselves.

I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the
walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends
I want to see.

remember my name: i'm gonna live forever, i'm gonna learn how to fly.
i feel it coming together, people will see me and die. i'm gonna make it
to heaven, light up the sky like a flame. i'm gonna live forever, baby,
remember my name.
- irene cara

i don’t know where we’re going, but i know we’vegone too far, and I hope
it isn’t showing, but i thinki love you and i can’t believe you’re leaving just
when i let you in and when you had me believing i could feel again..

You're gonna fly with every dream you chase. You're gonna cry, but
know that that's okay. Sometimes life's not fair, but if you hang in there,
you're gonna see that sometimes bad is good. We just have to believe
things will work out like they should. Life has no guarantees, but always
loved by me, you're gonna be.
Nothing is the same anymore. The looks aren't the same; the
bond is not the same. Nothing is the same. I know we've fought
to stay strong for a while, but sometimes I feel that being strong
would mean letting go. So maybe one day, we won't pretend
anymore. So maybe one day, it will be okay again. That’s all I
want. I don't care what it takes; I want to be okay again.
i'd give it all just to have your eternity. cause it's all that assures me. it's
worth all that hurts me.
stop talking about love. every asshole in the world says he loves
somebody. it means nothing. it still doesn't mean anything. what you feel
only matters to you. it's what you do to the people you say you love, that's
what matters. its the only thing that counts.

dinsdag 16 maart 2010

daddy im so sorry, but we just like to party


Someone asked me, "Why do you like him so much?"But before I could
even reply, my best friend put her hand over my mouth and said,
"Don't even get her started."

when you can't stop smiling after you talk to him, and you still get
butterflies in your stomach and that huge smile across your face every
time you see him; that tells you that he'll always be something to you.


when you’re travelling,you are what you are right there and then. people
dont have your past to hold against you. no yesterdays on the road.


life is one big road with lots of signs. so when you riding through the ruts,
don't complicate your mind. flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. don't
bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality. wake up and live!
- bob marley.


i want to grow old without facelifts... i want to have the courage to be
loyal to the face i've made. sometimes i think it would be easier to avoid
old age, to die young, but then you'd never complete your life, would you?
you'd never wholly know you.
- marilyn monroe.


There’s always going to be bad stuff out there. But here’s the amazing
thing — light trumps darkness, every time. You stick a candle into the
dark, but you can’t stick the dark into the light.

would you lie with me and just forget the world?

life is like a box of crayons. most people are the 8-color boxes, but what
you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on
the back. i fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though i've got a few missing.
it's ok though, because i've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle
at my disposal. i have a bit of a problem though in that i can only meet the
8-color boxes. does anyone else have that problem? i mean there are so
many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when i meet
someone who's an 8-color type.. i'm like, "hey girl, magenta!" and she's
like, "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and i'm
like, "no - i want magenta!
- john mayer.


all journeys have secret destinations of which the traveller is unaware.


sometimes i sit and run scenarios through my mind of how life would be
if we were together.


i believe that one day everything will make sense and i believe
that everything happens for a reason. it's just really hard to
focus on the future when what you want is in the present.


the best