Sunday, April 15

Wednesday, March 7

“If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are. Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.”

Saturday, March 3

"I just need to know that it's possible that two people can stay happy together forever."

"The best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person is still going to think the sun shines out your ass. That's the kind of person worth sticking with."

Sunday, February 26

if you were to ask me if i was happy, i think my only response would be to laugh. "what is happy?" i would ask. "does anyone know?" i would ask again. to breathe in the totality of such a question is impossible, a task that only prepares the recipient for such despair. "no, i'm not happy" i would say. "i don't know what it means to be happy" i would claim. expectations are nothing but putting an idea in a person's head which can not be achieved. they are a nasty realization of everything once dreamed is not attainable, not foreseeable. quit dreaming day-dreamer, i would say. quit thinking one day it will be better, i would claim. there is no "mrs." in your name, that pipe dream is dust, i would say. that vision dancing above you is lost, that prayer you keep reciting is incomprehensible, i would tell you. god ain't home my friend, and no, he didn't leave a forwarding address. get back to flipping those burgers, get back to counting those pennies, get back from that tunnel you are stuck in because no one is going to give you a ride to paradise, i would say. happy? yeah. i'm happy.

Monday, July 18

you are amazing in full bloom.

Wednesday, July 13


the free bird sings wildly.
sings it proudly.