“I love you also means I love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that no one loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else.”—Jonathan Safran Foer
I hope to look back at all of this and think "What was I thinking? He's just a regular guy."
But for now, it’s unlikely. Oh, and I took down the post thing I made about my ex. I doubt anyone noticed, but I did take it down. I don’t know. It felt good at the time, but at the end of the day I’m still somebody on the mend from a bad break up, and I can either choose to do that in a peaceful way or a volatile one. Whatever I decide, I still have to deal with the same pain and unhappiness, so….I’m going to try to remain peaceful from now on. Thanks, though, to my friends and followers for understanding why I did that. It’s kind of nice to know I have people on my side, even if I’m a dickhead from time to time.
“What is this condition called? When you feel as if you want something, as if you haven’t eaten for a long time and are hungry, but not with a physical hunger, with a moral one, and you don’t have what you need to understand this elusive and vague feeling. Then this vagueness dissolves, and you feel as if at any moment you’ll catch and comprehend the feeling that is stirring in your soul…I want love, I want to immerse myself completely in this feeling, dissolve myself in it, forget about myself, stop analysing, in order to feel nothing but love and a peaceful happiness. But I can’t. This feeling, this sense of unease, aggravates me - at times, it gets so strong that, somewhere inside, in my heart’s blood, in what we call the soul, there’s something stirring persistently, something cold and quivering, enveloping me in a strangely pleasant cobweb. And I want to get rid of this feeling and at the same time keep listening closely to it over and over again.”—Nina Lugovskaya, in her diary on 6 April 1935, aged 16. (via peachesbiensur)
It’s pretty hillarious how you claim to be so upset by what happened between us when all the girls you flirt with openly on tumblr indicate otherwise. Oh, and you girls can like and reblog him about our situation all you like. But you know fuck all about me or what happened, and you just end up looking like bigger fools than your sad luvo display pictures allow.
Hah I don't think so. I think you'll look cute with it. But, either way, that's a change.. right? And all it will cost you is 40 minutes and $50. If you don't like it, it will take you another 40 minutes to reverse and you're all done.
I think it would be terrible on me haha. So…maybe in another lifetime.
I had the lady at Hungry Jacks mix up every single drink together and say "Surprise?" (another gave me a bottle of water lmao). It doesn't seem wild, because it's an example of how to let loose. The smallest most minute changes will often have the largest effect, but not large enough to not be able to reverse. Example? Start speaking in third person. I guarantee you, in 5 minutes, anybody who has ever claimed to like you will start to hate you lmao.
Well, I do want people to start hating me haha. Thanks, i guess, anon….for the tips….Anyway, I can always change my hair back.