just kiss neptune.

could it be you

2011-01-20T20:54:00.003+13:00

2011-01-19T19:56:00.002+13:00

did i really see you

or was it just a dream?

2010-12-15T18:45:00.001+13:00

we have the same holes in our hearts.

2010-12-14T13:35:00.000+13:00

2010-12-07T19:40:00.001+13:00

Alabama, Arkansas, I do love my Ma & Pa

Not the way that I do love you

Holy moly, me, oh my, you're the apple of my eye

Girl, I've never loved one like you

Man, oh man, you're my best friend, I scream it to the nothingness

There ain't nothin' that I need

Well, hot & heavy, pumpkin pie, chocolate candy, Jesus Christ

There ain't nothin' please me more than you

Ahh, Home

Let me come Home

Home is wherever I'm with you(2x)

La la la la, take me Home

Mommy, I'm coming Home

I'll follow you into the park, through the jungle, through the dark

Girl, I've never loved one like you

Moats & boats & waterfalls, alley ways & pay phone calls

I've been everywhere with you

That's true

We laugh until we think we'll die, barefoot on a summer night

Nothin' new is sweeter than with you

And in the streets we're running free like it's only you and me

Geez, you're something to see.

Ahh, Home

Let me come Home

Home is wherever I'm with you(2x)

La la la la, take me Home

Baby, I'm coming Home

"Jade?"

"Alexander?"

"Do you remember that day you fell out of my window?"

"I sure do, you came jumping out after me."

"Well, you fell on the concrete and nearly broke your ass and you were bleeding all over the place and I rushed you off to the hospital. Do you remember that?"

"Yes, I do."

"Well, there's something I never told you about that night."

"What didn't you tell me?"

"While you were sitting in the backseat smoking a cigarette you thought was going to be your last, I was falling deep, deeply in love with you and I never told you 'til just now."

"Now I know."

Ahh, Home

Let me come Home

Home is whenever I'm with you

Ahh, HomeLet me come Home

Home is when I'm alone with you

HomeLet me come Home

Home is wherever I'm with you

Ahh, Home

Yes, I am Home

Home is when I'm alone with you.

2010-11-14T20:51:00.003+13:00

for what is our motive for holding onto all the little pieces of who we were?

do we hold onto our past because we are scared that our future will not be as good?

or is it maybe to remember our journey, and how it is we have grown?

2010-11-13T16:25:00.001+13:00

love the small things

2010-11-04T16:56:00.002+13:00

listen to the mustnts, child,

listen to the donts

listen to the shouldnts,

the impossibles,

the wonts

listen to the never haves,

then listen close to me…

anything can happen, child,

anything can be.
— Shel Silverstein

2010-11-03T17:24:00.001+13:00

"Hope” is the thing with feathers —That perches in the soul —And sings the tune without the words —And never stops — at all —"

2010-11-01T14:08:00.003+13:00

2010-10-31T17:26:00.002+13:00

where do we go from here?

2010-10-30T09:00:00.001+13:00

we don't sleep when the sun goes down, we don't waste no precious time

one day very soon

2010-10-28T08:11:00.001+13:00

2010-10-27T10:58:00.002+13:00

2010-10-23T21:07:00.002+13:00

you are the thought that makes me sing

pretty pretty things

2010-10-22T17:10:00.001+13:00

2010-10-14T17:02:00.001+13:00

life's been good to me so far.

2010-10-13T08:22:00.003+13:00

its time for summer and swimming and sunshine and sparkly eyes.

2010-10-10T09:12:00.002+13:00

You may say that I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one

2010-10-04T08:23:00.001+13:00

2010-09-26T21:15:00.001+13:00

am i wrong in still being prepared to say, hey, lets fix this.

2010-09-22T16:09:00.002+12:00

love is fragile, she was thinking, but perhaps the pieces are saved, the things that hovered on lips, that might have been said.

2010-09-20T17:09:00.002+12:00

too young to hold on; too old to just break free and run

2010-09-17T18:50:00.001+12:00

i see love, i see love when i close my eyes

so darling lets keep our eyes, closed.

2010-09-16T20:37:00.000+12:00

2010-09-15T20:53:00.002+12:00

I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two seperate beings to hinge together.

2010-09-14T21:08:00.001+12:00

just be my friend.

2010-09-13T13:27:00.001+12:00

we should look forward, not backward, and build something new.

2010-09-12T09:57:00.000+12:00

2010-09-10T16:19:00.001+12:00

i fell for it again, didn'i i?

these bones, they are aching. this is enough.

i'm tired of being your ghost, so see me go

2010-08-27T12:32:00.003+12:00

i can finally split the boy with passion like fire from the one who doesn't have the decency to look me in the eye. you're weak, and i didn't do this to you. you made your own choices. where is your backbone, your courage?. this mess isn't okay, but it doesn't even bother you what we've become. you're not ashamed, even regretful.

but thankyou; thankyou for making it clear who you are these days. it saves me guessing.

2010-08-26T08:51:00.005+12:00

you shouldn't have had to lose friends for her. you shouldn't have had to gain this new reputation. i can't help but think you'd be a better person if you were with me; but maybe this person you are now is who you prefer to be.

has this happened because you're with her; or because you're finally free of me?

2010-08-25T12:00:00.002+12:00

we can't tell

the future no

the first kiss, the beauty of the world we know

2010-08-24T21:10:00.003+12:00

i can't listen to your song anymore; its like swallowing glass.

i'm so embarrased, i'm so ashamed. you terrify me.

2010-08-21T17:31:00.000+12:00

2010-08-20T21:29:00.002+12:00

it's something beautiful, that moment when you're flying just above the clouds.

2010-08-19T23:05:00.002+12:00

you're more than beautiful, he said.

how am i more than beautiful? beautiful is a superlative; you can't have more than the most.

because beautiful is only a word, my love.

2010-08-18T12:50:00.003+12:00

I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live.

2010-08-17T12:30:00.001+12:00

I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can't tell fast enough, the ears that aren't big enough, the eyes that can't take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone.

2010-08-16T11:35:00.002+12:00

Do you think I'm wonderful? she asked him one day as they leaned against the trunk of a petrified maple. No, he said. Why? Because so many girls are wonderful. I imagine hundreds of men have called their loves wonderful today, and it's only noon. You couldn't be something that hundreds of others are.

- Everything Is Illuminated

2010-08-15T15:23:00.002+12:00

she let out a laugh, and then she put a hand over her mouth, like she was angry at herself for forgetting her sadness.

2010-08-14T13:48:00.002+12:00

do you honestly like the person you are when you're with her?

you terrify me.

2010-08-13T19:33:00.000+12:00

2010-08-12T14:29:00.002+12:00

i broke up with a beautiful woman because i wasn't ready and it terrified me. i could see myself being with her for the rest of my life. seeing her tears broke my heart and i'll never forget the pain in her eyes. i knew i'd made a terrible mistake.

these days, her affection, intensity and adoration is something i crave, and i can't seem to find it anymore. i had it all, and i threw it away.

i know, oh i know.

2010-08-11T11:33:00.002+12:00

he was crying when he opened the door and saw us, because he had been waiting for someone to come back to him, so every time someone knocked on the door, he couldn't stop himself from hoping that it might be that person, even though he knew he shouldn't hope.

2010-08-10T08:28:00.001+12:00

now if i had an answer, it wouldn't really be love, would it?

2010-08-09T11:07:00.003+12:00

Young friends, whose string-and-tin-can phone extended from island to island, had to pay out more and more string, as if letting kites go higher and higher.
"It's getting almost impossible to hear you," said the young girl from her bedroom in Manhattan, as she squinted through a pair of her father's binoculars, trying to find her friend's window.
"I'll holler if I have to," said her friend from his bedroom in the Sixth Borough, aiming last birthday's telescope at her apartment.
The string between them grew incredibly long, so long it had to be extended with many other strings tied together: the wind of his yo-yo, the pull from her talking doll, the twine that had fastened his father's diary, the waxy string that had kept her grandmother's pearls around her neck and off the floor, the thread that had separated his great-uncle's childhood quilt from a pile of rags. Contained within everything they shared with one another were the yo-yo, the doll, the diary, the necklace, and the quilt. They had more and more to tell each other, and less and less string.
The boy asked the girl to say "I love you" into her can, giving her no further explanation.
And she didn't ask for any, or say, "That's silly" or "We're too young for love" or even suggest that she was saying "I love you" because he asked her to. Her words traveled the yo-yo, the doll, the diary, the necklace, the quilt, the clothesline, the birthday present, the harp, the tea bag, the table lamp, the tennis racket, the hem of the skirt he one day should have pulled from her body . The boy covered his can with a lid, removed it from the string, and put her love from him on a shelf in his closet. Of course, he could never open the can, because then he would lose its contents. It was enough just to know that it was there.

-Jonathan Safran Foer

2010-08-08T09:44:00.002+12:00

I put my hand on him. Touching him was always so important to me. It was something I lived for. I never could explain why. Little, nothing touches. My fingers against his shoulder. The outsides of our thighs touching as we squeezed together on the bus. I couldn't explain it, but I needed it. Sometimes I imagined stitching all of our little touches together. How many hundreds of thousands of fingers brushing against each other does it take to make love? Why does anyone ever make love?

-Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, Jonathan Safran Foer

2010-08-06T10:35:00.004+12:00

blue eyed

boy meets

brown eyed

girl

oh - oh

the sweetest thing

2010-08-05T12:27:00.001+12:00

"You & I stand on the cusp of something beautiful. The road ahead is narrow, it may twist in directions we don’t want it to go but together, I see us making it."

2010-08-03T13:01:00.004+12:00

'to say that she was unlike any other girl he'd ever known was something of an understatement. there was so much about her that fascinated him; her extreme independence, the way she would go walking the streets alone for hours, her innate ability to find her way wherever she was, the strange, shadowy wildness he glimpsed in her sometimes when her guard was down. there were no subtexts to decipher, no frosty atmostpheres to navigate. and whenever he saw her, he would be overwhelmed by his need to touch her. within a few moments his fingers would be itching for her. and as the months passed, little by little he began to feel surer of his place in her life. '

2010-08-03T12:58:00.001+12:00

sometimes you pop into my head and i just can't breathe, he says

2010-08-02T11:20:00.001+12:00

"i'm convinced that the world is not small. that our meetings are not chance and our coincidences are not so. i'm convinced that the world is big. our journey is long, and the ones we meet along the way and get to share moments with are exactly the ones we should love with all the boldness and tenacity we can muster in our hearts. after all, the world is full of people who love, so what else is there to do, but love in return."

2010-08-01T19:53:00.003+12:00

you, always

2010-07-28T19:59:00.001+12:00

oh, if it doesn't break your heart it isn't love.

no, you haven't lost me yet.

"I loved you then and I love you now and I have loved you every second in between.

2010-07-27T19:37:00.016+12:00

2010-07-26T20:49:00.001+12:00

if someone is beautiful, tell them.

2010-07-25T19:27:00.001+12:00

oh this heart beats; and this heart breaks.

2010-07-24T12:36:00.002+12:00

no more half-life; i'm not going to do anything unless it has my whole heart.

all i want to be is someone who creates truly meaninful things.

and in that, it will all be beautiful.

2010-07-23T14:21:00.001+12:00

all i have, all i have, all i have, you know its yours.

2010-07-22T20:25:00.001+12:00

every little piece of your life, will matter, to someone.

who ever loved, that loved not at first sight? - christopher marlowe

2010-07-21T11:27:00.002+12:00

i can pretend and i can smile and i can speak, but inside, my heart is aching for you always.

please, notice the difference between infatuation and love.

you never even liked her.

please, see that we could make something that no words have the capacity to describe.

we are destined.

please, dont give up on me.

know me again.

please, come back to me.

i am waiting, always.

the world is sinking

2010-07-20T18:40:00.002+12:00

i hate that i cant listen to certain songs without tearing up about you. i hate that im the kind of girl i never thought i would be, worn out over a boy. i hate that i became this open sort of girl because of you, for you; and i especially hate that now i am her, you are someplace else laughing at how stupid i am. laughing at how your life is so much better now that you are free of me.

and then I remind myself that you’re becoming a completely different person. and maybe, once you fully develop into him, I won’t like you anymore, because he’s not the real you. But then there’s the ache of thinking that i’ll lose you, as a friend. So what am I to do? All I can come to right now is to sit and watch this play out, and hope to God that you don’t disappear into someone else. Please dont disappear.

2010-07-19T11:34:00.001+12:00

my soul is in the spin cycle.

there isnt a day that goes by where i dont think about you

2010-07-18T15:38:00.002+12:00

do i have to spell it out or scream it in your face, the chemistry between us can destroy this place.

2010-07-16T17:23:00.001+12:00

2010-07-14T12:48:00.002+12:00

i'm not going to second guess our relationship until it's lost all meaning.

give me, give me symphonies; give me more than the life i see

2010-07-13T15:24:00.002+12:00

je tiens à toi.

2010-07-11T21:20:00.002+12:00

do what moves you. and if it doesn't, yet seems to benefit you in some other way, ignore it because you should follow your heart.

2010-07-04T10:31:00.004+12:00

reality, in the middle of a clearing in the middle of a wood at the edge of the world. an aspen tree – ‘populus tremuloides’ ; its leaves tremble because the tree is filled with grief and remorse. it is said to be the only tree that trembles but never bends, even in the strongest of winds. read: affinity.
i carved initials into one of the trees with a heart between them, and then left the trembling trees in their naked grief to watch the sunset alone.
i think what i’m trying to say (and i’m trying to say this to you, reading this, right now) is that summer is so full of grace. that the world, is so full. that there is so much for you here. there is just so much that sometimes i’m afraid my heart may cave in and in and in.
look, i know what it’s like to wind up drugged and bleeding and sobbing and terrified in the emergency room after the blues and twos have plucked you back from the edge of complete self-destruction, but don’t you see? there is so much love for you here.
so, for the love of god, please, tremble and shake, but never bend. and never, ever break.

2010-07-02T22:20:00.000+12:00

my heart only has room for you.

2010-06-29T21:15:00.002+12:00

oh daydream boy, cant you see theres a daydream girl that fits you perfectly?

without you, im struggling to find a meaning within these everlasting days.

2010-06-28T12:09:00.006+12:00

darling. i gave up on you once before. please know, i just cant bring myself to do it again.

i'm still fighting.

2010-06-27T18:04:00.001+12:00

loves gonna get you yet.

and it better be you.

2010-06-25T17:33:00.000+12:00

I just love you for you. I can’t explain why, it transcends explanation.

2010-06-24T16:02:00.005+12:00

and somewhere, someone on a beach far away is watching the sparks fly upwards from a bonfire on a cloudless night. they snap in the dark and vanish and remind me that everything is made up of different arrangements of atoms, that are not disappearing, just changing, which reminds me that nothing is lost forever.

2010-06-23T10:26:00.003+12:00

its funny how time, and love and hurt and pain, changed us. we've grown up and seemed to have switched roles. you're the rational one, now. you think about everything, everyone, every effect. you have closed your heart to being free. but i, i learnt from how you used to be. you taught me freedom, love, and carelessness. you taught me the greatest thing, the feeling of falling, letting love push you in the right direction. and thats all i want to do, now. to fall. to fall with you. so please, hold my hand, and lets fall. together. it could be so wonderful.

2010-06-22T10:51:00.002+12:00

i feel homesick for a place that doesn't even exist, anymore.

2010-06-21T16:43:00.000+12:00

2010-06-20T16:17:00.001+12:00

"I don't know what I want to do with my life. I just know I want to do it. I want to see my world. I want to meet every single person breathing on this earth. I want to give everyone a hug or a handshake, and I want to make someone's life a little easier. I want to be different than the people I know because that's what makes us beautiful. I want to be absolutely ridiculous before I die. I don't want regrets. I want to stand for something."

2010-06-19T11:05:00.001+12:00

"I know it's a bit sudden okay, but yesterday was a great day. And I'm sitting on the bus, and I realize that none of my great days in my life matter without you. You're the one I want next to me when my dreams come true. You're the one I want next to me if they don't. As long as I have you, nothing else matters."

2010-06-18T18:14:00.003+12:00

i believe; now more than ever before. we are so strong, can't you feel it? it's in the air.

oh won't you breathe it, let it make you come alive again.

2010-06-17T18:54:00.001+12:00

when i talk to you i feel alive and dead at the same time.

2010-06-16T15:26:00.000+12:00

2010-06-15T19:13:00.002+12:00

i want nothing more in the world than you.

baby please come home.

2010-06-14T18:21:00.001+12:00

a heart isn't numb; it feels everything.

and its so, so heavy.

oh keep my soul; it belongs to you anyway.

2010-06-13T14:41:00.003+12:00

there's a person and their touch is like electricity and its amazing but self destructive.

oh honey, your words.

they make lightning.

2010-06-10T19:24:00.000+12:00

pourquoi as-tu peur?

2010-06-09T13:46:00.003+12:00

i never learn.

like those birds who fly into windows time after time because they forget that sometimes the sky has an end.

and it’s all so beautiful, if you forget how much it hurts.

but for now we are young, so let us lay in the sun and count every beautiful thing we see.

2010-06-08T16:27:00.002+12:00

and there is just something about daisy chains, and dandelions, and the way her hair moves, and the freedom that nowadays ends in a full-stop because that's what we are, free full-stop. there is just something about the way i love her, and the way that she loves me.
we breathe life into brown paper and produce butterflies, and we fashion our own postsecrets out of magazines and tiny bows and cut up newspaper letters. we cry a little but we refuse to go to sleep sad. we make starry-eyed wishes into fountains and on crossed fingers, that the cracks will mend themselves in a way that makes then easy to step around, even though we are taking leap after leap in the dark.
i hide little notes around her room and in between pages of her books, and i slip something into her bag that reads, I have fallen for you, star girl.
the things that were hard are still hard, and the things that should have been easy are getting easier. sometimes i still turn and turn in a circle with tears streaming down my face as i am locked in some internal conflict of Running Away Or Staying And Fighting. but now she is holding my hand, and although i am still caught in this disordered undertow, i can feel her tugging me in the right direction.
mark this day. i am choosing to Stay And Fight.

IT'S NEVER TOO LATE

2010-06-07T14:07:00.005+12:00

2010-06-06T20:18:00.002+12:00

I learned that no matter how hard you try to forget someone, you only carry them longer the harder you try.

2010-06-05T17:16:00.000+12:00

il y a longtemps que je t'aime - i've loved you so long.

2010-06-03T11:09:00.000+12:00

2010-06-02T09:49:00.001+12:00

but it was not your fault but mine

and it was your heart on the line

I really fucked it up this time

didn't I, my dear?

2010-05-30T12:10:00.003+12:00

i would take the lines from the notebook, and i would say 'we were just a couple of kids, but we really loved each other didn't we," - to make you remember.

i would take the words from atonement, and i would say 'come back to me.' - to let you know i am waiting, still in love with you.

and i would hope you'd smile, and we would begin to word our own story.

here is the deepest secret nobody knows.

2010-05-29T20:00:00.002+12:00

in the movies, you are supposed to fight. but what are you supposed to do when its real?

you're so blind.

2010-05-28T16:27:00.002+12:00

are what i have left memories, or are they only memories of memories?

2010-05-26T14:26:00.003+12:00

i wish i could ask you, j.

i just do not understand.

i dont know if its okay to ask. i wish it was.

see you soon.

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

2010-05-25T15:48:00.000+12:00