18.7.16

So listen

I know this happened a while ago but it still just makes me so mad. Read this
http://loveletterstothedead9.blogspot.com/2016/05/dear-james.html
And my other posts written to that ass hole.
And then he's telling me to "look inside myself and figure out what the problem is"
I don't do what you tell me to.
Never have, NEVER will.
I am no longer yours.
It's not like I really listened to you while I was anyways.
Mr. Two-years-younger-than-me
To answer your earlier email, yes, I'm depressed and I make things pretty miserable.
I'm working on changing that.
For someone who was the one who ended it, you sure email me a lot.
I'm done talking to you/about you.
There's a new someone in my life.
And it did not take long AT ALL.

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.