17.10.14

so listen...

i was just reading through what Nelson wants his CW students to post about and i dont think my definition of love is very obtuse, Nels. i really dont.
so imma try something different.
isnt that what one of your recent posts was about?
ill just write whatever the hell im thinking. ready, go.
HATE is a strong word (hence the boldness) im not about to list things i hate, but i will tell you what i really dont like. 1 i dont like when people judge me based on my iceberg-value. you only see <10% of who i am/what makes up me. dont judge me based on that. you dont even know anything about me. 2 i dont like when people just know who i am but they dont know anything about me and they act like were totes best friends. 3 i dont like when my baby sister or my big sister tries to tell me who i am. emma, big sis, said yesterday that because i used to get a lot of attention from guys before my accident but dont post-accident, i get that reassurance from our dad and hate whoever else is of the female gender and takes dads attention from me. like what? she then went on all trying to appear smart or something and said that its a "psychological disorder" and firstly, how in the samhell would she know? shes a receptionist for a construction company. and secondly, the only person who has been my competition is liz and she wont even let me hold dads hand to try and keep up with all you. and dad and liz just had a baby yesterday. a baby girl. so go ahead emma, make all your crazy ass psychiatrist-wanna-be decisions about me. you dont even know.

Quotes

a real woman can do it all by herself, but a real man won't let her.
i would rather die of passion than die of boredom.
a bad attitude is like a flat tire; you can't go anywhere till you change it.
your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.
what comes easy, won't last and what lasts, won't come easy.
DEAR GOD, IF TODAY I LOSE MY HOPE PLEASE REMIND ME THAT YOUR PLANS ARE BETTER THAN MY DREAM.
today is the first blank page of a 365 book. write a good one.
listen to your heart, even if it takes you all the way to California.
i mean, i could have done my homework today, but i also could have committed murder. so there's that.
it is what it is.
at the beach, life is different; time doesn't move hour to hour, but rather, mood to moment. we move with the currents, play by the tides, and follow the sun.
its not whether you win or lose. its whether or not you have the balls to fight.
everytime i fall, i get back up again.
you dont got to lie, just keep going faster babe, faster babe, why? im on your side, just keep going faster babe, faster bye bye...you just gotta speed a little faster when you drive.
it's all a part of bein young in the two thousand somethin
i don't believe in love at first sight, i believe in makin love tonight.
love notes, written on the streets in chalk, she's a run away train, with a strut in her walk, broken glass in the gutter, yelling at your mother, on the pay phone saying you'll be back by the summer, she's with me now mama, she's with me now mama.
before youre old and wise, gotta be young and dumb.
so we give em a reason, come and catch us, but dont hold your breath.
TELL MY OLD LIFE THAT I'M LEAVIN, I'M LEAVIN RIGHT NOW.