Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you’ll start missing everybody.
—J.D. Salinger, Catcher in the Rye
pterodactyls:
Did I ever show this to you guys? It’s on my shoulder. You may recognise it from this.
What an amazing tattoo. Now I have to resist the urge to copy…
OMG! Its ZACH-freaking-MORRIS. Even the Bell won’t save him from that hair. Which I’m pretty sure was last seen on Dawson from the Creek.
Ah, remember the back streets of Naples,
Two children begging in rags
Both touched with a burning ambition
To shake off their lowly-born tags, so they try.
So look into my face Marie-Claire
And remember just who you are.
Then go and forget me forever
But I know you still bear the scar deep inside, yes, you do.
Ah, I know where you go to my lovely…
When you’re alone in your bed.
I know the thoughts that surround you,
Cause I can look inside your head
-Peter Sarstedt
I’m sitting here eating cold lasagna. In my underwear. And watching House. At 11:30 at night. I just got back in from rehearsal. I need to cut down on the sweet’n’low and diet soda because I think its fueling my insanity. I’ve been pretty lame lately. I know I’ve had alot on my mind. Sometimes it feels like you can’t catch a break. In addition to everything else thats going on, we may have to move at the end of the month, just when I’m supposed to go back to school. When my mom told me it absolutely scared me shitless. And I can’t get it off my mind. Moving out just isn’t an option, although part of me thinks it would make things easier for my family, and maybe me too. Enough moaning.
It’s sad to say goodbye to someone who had become a part of your life. It’s hard to admit that the moments you’ve shared had lost its meaning, how change affected the good memories of the past. You’ll just stare at them walking away from your life and taking a part of you with them.
— me on goodbyes and people changing (via
thresca)