Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Mindless read

This book is actually hilarious. It sounds racist but it actually makes fun of white people and our ridiculous notion that as a race we are so much better than everyone else.
For example, the first thing listed is coffee and it discusses how white people are given extra points for drinking fair trade coffee and how we bitch about multinational corporations yet Starbucks is our favorite coffee shop.

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

No fucks given.

RV

Kill them with kindness

The only way to win is to succeed. Be better.

Ahh game changer

PD just got accepted to school is Calgary and he's thinking about living with number twelve. For most people that won't mean much, for anyone that knows JP and myself, that could be an issue. I don't think I like the idea. Sure it might be good and bring us closer but I can also see JP being like let's go visit the boys in calg and having PD come visit leth when number twelve would never come with him. It frightens me because I don't know if number twelve and I are going anywhere and I don't really want him living with a good friend of mine.

She never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind.

The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself. For years and years, she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath.

She just looked me in the eye said it's over, didn't try to lie or pick a fight.

So this is how it ends, this is where it all goes down; this is what I don't love you feels like.

Monday, July 30, 2012

If we give it just one more try maybe we could stop the goodbye.

You say don't walk away but baby give me one good reason. More than just a line, you better make it count this time. You told me but you never really showed me that I'm worth the fight. Oh I'm worth the fight.

Love takes time to build its defenses. Trust takes time to tear down those fences. And love remains that's stronger than ever before, so don't walk out that door. I don't want to hurt anymore.

I know through all this pain, somehow, somewhere, love remains.

I am so torn with the whole number twelve situation. S, HJR and JP are my only friends who really know about it. I appreciate how supportive all of them have been but I'm still terrified. It's nice because in many ways HJR's sitch with BK is very similar. And we can discuss our reservations and really everything about it very openly.
S is pretty supportive because she knows I really love him and she knows how it feels to hurt the one you love most.
JP doesn't really understand it. I don't thinks ever really felt like that about a boy and she's admitted that but she's still pretty supportive because she knows it's still on my mind two years later.
I don't know I am happy with not dating but I wish he would put a little more effort in. When he's drunk he pours his heart out but when he's sober he is much more reserved. I can understand that but it's still hard. I mean the other night when I stayed there he gave me a forehead kiss, sober. And I told him never to do that because that's a sign of love. Only my sister and my daddy give me forehead kisses. They have a certain meaning for me. It means the world to me he did that but I still struggle with our situation. I'm so terrified of falling back into it. I'm terrified of putting my heart out there and having it broken. I'm afraid of getting emotionally involved and having it all shatter again. I just don't know what to do.

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Have you ever wanted someone so much it hurts.

For me you'll always be eighteen, and beautiful. And dancing away with my heart.

Luke Bryan

“I look down see your name there on my phone, then I hit ignore and just drive on. We've been living like this too long."