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"He did not know why he was so irrationally happy, for nothing had changed in his life or hers. He had not even touched the tip of her fingers or looked her full in the eyes. But their evening together had given him a vision of what life at her side might be, and he was glad now that he had done nothing to trouble the sweetness of the pircture. He had a fancy that she knew what had restrained him..." (Wharton 56)

Sometimes, a cup of coffee, a guitar, and a breezy day makes everything seem alright.
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We're Doing Nothing at All
posted on Sunday, January 30, 2011 @ 1:19 PM
Teehee.
You were just "that person" again.
I just shake my head and sigh, now.
Ridiculous. Simple ridiculous.

"And who do you think you are
Running 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are
Dear, it took so long just to feel alright
Remember how to put back the light in my eyes
I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed
Cause you broke all your promises
And now you're back
You don't get to get me back."
-Stuck in my head forever. Thanks, love.

Yes. I can play chords on a piano.
Sorry, I just don't think it's that amazing of a feat, haha.

Sleepy.
What happening tomorrow, I wonder.
Bio Lab...I think that's all of importance.

Getting up at six to get to the church by 7:30 isn't fun.
But witnessing a sunrise while listening to Dashboard Confessional makes it worth it.
Sunsets are really cool too.
But I feel like you have to be at least a little motivated to watch a sunrise.
"My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me,
So won't you kill me, so I die happy?"


Mm. Regina. I love when she comes up on shuffle.

This is going to sounds obnoxious,
But I am sick of people being so insensitive to each other.
No, people should NOT go kill themselves.
Horrible idea.
Worst idea.
The idea bothers me as much as divorce does.
And divorce pisses me off. A lot.

This Town Needs Guns.
I love them a lot, right now.
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