November 2009
26 posts
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I dreamed a dream.
I remember listening to this song when I first got the Les Miserables soundtrack many years ago. I loved it then—never knowing how very much I could relate to it later in life. There was a time, when men were kind And their voices were soft And their words were inviting There was a time, when love was blind And the world was a song And the song was exciting There was a time it all went...
Nov 30th
Nov 27th
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WatchWatch
featuring original composition by Fuschia Foot & The Private Speye’s.
Nov 27th
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Nov 26th
“Crazy man to himself: The dog. Now, it’s the most trainable animal in the...”
– Overheard in New York | The Voice of the City
Nov 26th
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Fat face.
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Nov 25th
Nov 24th
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Nov 23rd
Nov 23rd
He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named
dearoldlove: Today I took your number out of my phone for good. Last weekend taught me that having you listed as “Voldemort, Lord” wasn’t enough.
Nov 22nd
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Dwelling in Possibility
dearoldlove: I fell so in love with your potential that I couldn’t see that you would never live up to it. seeing New Moon last night, reveling in the fantastical promise of all-consuming, reciprocated love…I had to laugh at what I thought I could’ve had. it was never going to be mine. Edward doesn’t exist. Jacob doesn’t exist. vampires don’t exist. that kind of...
Nov 21st
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New Moon
I don’t understand the hate for the books. No one is making you read them. I know it gets annoying that EVERYONE is talking about them, but that’s what happens when shit is popular. Do you think I like listening to Taylor Swift every five minutes on the radio? NO. But is it her fault? Not really. It’s actually the fault of the same girls who think Edward Cullen is real and that...
Nov 19th
Nov 18th
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another excerpt
“At three in the morning he didn’t have many options. He used what change he had left in his pockets to try to get in touch with anyone who might be willing to let him stay with them until he figured something out. No one answered. He got his money back since the calls never connected, and kept trying. He ran out of numbers to call before he ran out of change. He didn’t know...
Nov 14th
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lost my shadow
(this is part of the prologue I wrote for my NaNoWriMo. do not laugh.) “Why? WHY?!” she repeated incredulously. She finally looked up and met his unflinching stare. “I’m standing here trying to burn a chair that won’t burn and I’m talking to a fucking ghost!” Tears began to slide down her face, pooling the corners of her mouth. “Leave me alone,...
Nov 12th
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Screamathon
dearoldlove: If I had known beforehand what real love is, and that I’d feel it for you, I would’ve run screaming.
Nov 11th
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Undertow
Silly me, look what I did again I found what I want Is what I cannot have I didn’t mean to be so predictable But I blame it all on who made you irresistible And it isn’t something I need ‘til you tell me I can’t Why wear my heart on my sleeve When it looks so good in your hand My heart breaks in a heart beat And you storm me when you come and go The taste of...
Nov 10th
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Moves in Mysterious Ways
dearoldlove: I was young and naive and completely infatuated with your mysterious ways that summer. Last Thursday night I went to see the vampire. The day before I had proudly declared I was not going to see him any time soon. I meant it—except that made it inevitable that within a few days I would see him. The few times this year when I wanted to see him my plans always fell through....
Nov 9th
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“(201): so whenever I text yeah my phone automatically corrects it to...”
– texts from last night
Nov 9th
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Nov 8th
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“Those who insist on prattling on about how costly birth control is; let me say:...”
– @ruthakers
Nov 6th
WatchWatch
(via Scoped At The Gym)
Nov 4th
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“If I were not mad, I could have helped you. Whatever you had done, I could have...”
– Gaslight (1944) - Memorable quotes
Nov 4th
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Write or die.
It’s time to break out the big guns. It’s time for Dr. Wicked’s “Write Or Die”…I fear there is nothing else that will motivate me to keep writing. So far I’ve written maybe 2000 words—all of which I’ve deleted. I have a general plot in my head, the problem is starting it. I just need to write and not worry about it making sense. I need to get...
Nov 3rd
Nov 2nd
“Today, a young male trick-or-treater came to my door in a fairy suit, with...”
– MyLifeIsAverage - Life Is Normal Today
Nov 1st