June 2009
9 posts
I’ve never felt alone until I met you.
– Third Eye Blind, ‘Deep Inside Of You’ (via quotewhore)
May 2009
30 posts
You're a mistake...
…I’d gladly repeat.
I miss your hair in my face and your fingers on my skin. I miss your voice in my ear and your laugh, that made me all tingly. I miss your dirty jokes and your crappy old car. I miss your parfum and your eyes.
But most of all I miss not missing you.
You say you don’t love him, but I see it in your eyes that you want him, I know...
– (via thisisaheart)
My Hell is Blue
Maybe it’s wrong, that I crave this, crave this so much it’s eating me up inside. Just like the silence that follows my words and that look on your face everytime I say it. And I know perfectly well what will happen next - you will touch me and smile at me and reassure me there’s no one that can tear us apart. That there’s nothing that can tear us apart. And maybe your...
I don’t miss you. I miss the person you were back then.
A great many people think they are thinking when they are actually rearranging...
– William James (via lickystickypicky) (via quote-book)
She smiles politely back at you. You stare politely right on through.
(The Fray ~ How to Safe a Life)
Somewhere we know that without silence words lose their meaning, that without...
– Henri Nouwen (via quote-book)
People are unreasonable, illogical and self-centered. Love them anyway. If you...
– Mother Teresa (via littlemiss) (via cafe)
A lot of people know, that they’re miserable.
But even more people...
– Albert Einstein
April 2009
11 posts
chartier:
I just reinstalled Vista on my Mac Pro’s Boot Camp drive (it was throwing temper tantrums and screaming for a Windows Update that hasn’t even been released yet), and I don’t think that I have ever visited any sites in IE7 besides firefox.com and apple.com/safari. Before wiping it from the Quick Launch bar, I figured I would try IE7 on some sites that matter (i.e., not MSN.com...
Me: Mark Ronson - Pretty Green (feat. Santo Gold) ^^
Carleen: Santo Gold sounds like a sanitary towel for women 50+.
Life is a pile of shit and piles of shit stink like hell. Especially in the sun.
There aren’t any heroes and not so many villains.
Just choices.
– Seto Kaiba