Best series, ever

"Tragedy blows through your life like a tornado, uprooting everything. Creating chaos. You wait for the dust to settle and then you choose. You can live in the wreckage and pretend it's still the mansion you remember. Or you can crawl from the rubble and slowly rebuild." 
-Veronica Mars

Henry Rollins

Half of life is fucking up.

The other half is dealing with it.

I love today

Look at me, silly me, I'm as happy as I can be :)

You, you

you are the smile I seek to steal. You are the moments I hope to leave lipstick stains on. You
could very well be everything, very soon.

You mince my words. You make me blush. You get me to stare. And, this time, I'm more than ready..to finally give enough of me..to finally, finally give all of me. I'm a little bit more polished, now..I promise I am. I can show you the world; shining, shimmering, splendid. Tell me, *uhm* now when did you last let your heart decide?

You, you, you shine brighter than anyone.

If I could've sang to you, I would've. If you'd let me..y'know, you should've. You should. It's frustrating to have so much more to write..but no such right, as of yet, to fully express.

I want to see you tomorrow. And the day after that. And the day after that. And the days after that.

Because I like who I am, when I'm with you.

And all this is completely general, and unstructured, and perfectly frucked up..and I promise I could write so many more butterflies into your skin, if you'd let me. Proper butterflies, conversations with the Sky.

I helped salvage a pretty big bit of love, today..enough of it to keep me believing.

The Post Break-up

And so slightheave says...

First,
it was crying, failing, trying, dying, sacrificing
(and believe me, it only goes so far,
as some things, no matter how hard you try to gain them back,
are really, simply put, not meant for you, maybe not right now,
or maybe not ever.)

Second,
it was waiting.
(because you tell yourself, it might come back if I wait long enough,
and you convince yourself that time is your only ally.)

Third, *which is the hardest
it was hurting
(and you think that it will never ever end.. and
that nothing would ever feel better.)

Fourth,
it was remembering
every single memory, every single moment you spent with him
(because that assures you that you must've meant
at least something to him, too)

Fifth,
it was loving..
(and you find out that, hey! loving wasn't all about just him,
it was about you, too.)

Sixth,
it was learning.
Learning that
some things, some people,
can only stay in a given time, yknow,
to make room for other things,
and other people, too.

Seventh,
it's this.
:)

Hey, i'm actually fine without you..
(No, I haven't broken up with Bench :P I just really liked my friend's post haha)

Oh god, help me

Sometimes, people stay silent out of secrecy, sometimes it's self-preservation, and sometimes..sometimes, we honestly just..don't know what to say.

Season 4 babyyy

How I Met Your Mother is officially my happy druuuug :)