Currently Listening Everyday By Dave Matthews Band The Space Between see related

                  "Read me a letter baby, and do not leave out the words.

                         Stories and cigarettes ruin lives of lesser girls..."

                                        (this is our last goodbye)

Currently Listening Getting Away With Murder By Papa Roach Scars see related

                                        You were right (all of you).
             
                                                     (I fold).
                       
                               She thinks she missed the train to mars,
                                        she's out back counting stars
                                 She's not at work, she's not at school
                              She's not in bed, I think I finally broke her
                               I thought you'd be there holding daisies, 
                                           you always wait for me
                                                        -Hum

Currently Watching High Fidelity By John Cusack see related

"I love you. I love everything about you that hurts."

I have a weakness for sick people. In more ways than one. My Dad was injured on the job, a huge piece of glass from a window fell and cut his ankle. He had wrapped duct tape around it to stop the bleeding. He came home and I immediately got my little first aid kit out of my car and went to work. Is it crazy that I get so much satisfaction out of fixing something that's broken? Noticing what kind of orange juice you drink so the next time you're sick I can bring your favorite. Dispensing advice like I'm some kind of expert. "Drink a lot of liquid now, get plenty of rest." Here, let me try to put a band-aid on your gaping wound. Like it's my responsibility to cure the world of all kinds of suffering. Impossible, right? Don't worry, I'll still be around handing out bandages for skinned knees and making cookies for broken hearts. I'm insane.

(i wanna be the surgeon that cuts you open that fixes all of life's mistakes.i wanna be the house that you were raised in the only place that you feel safe.i wanna be a shower in the morning that wakes you up and makes you clean.i know i'm just the weather against your window as you sleep through a winter's dream).-Bright Eyes

p.s. let's dance

Currently Listening Final Straw By Snow Patrol see related

things that are wonderful:
you
having my very own coffee maker because somebody loves me
coming home from vacation to two paychecks
making the dean's list (also a little bit of bragging)
the cookie in its many tasty varieties
vintage aprons
someone telling you you're "the perfect girl" however untrue
hanging clothes outside to dry in the sun
andrew (even though we haven't formally been introduced, it will be nice to know a friendly face once i'm in chicago)
lazy summer afternoons spent canoeing
going for a run and being rewarded with a beautiful rainbow
freckles
knowing that you are responsible for someone much younger, and having their complete trust
sleeping
spending time with you
(pretty much you're just wonderful)

"This could be the very minute I'm aware I'm alive. All these places feel like home..."

Currently Playing Sweet Home Alabama: Tribute to Lynyrd Skynyrd By Various Artists see related

"What day is it?
And in what month
This clock never seemed so alive."

It's so easy to lose track of time and the day of the week when you're experiencing such freedom and exhiliration.

There are many many pearls of wisdom learned from Mother Road, but it has been decided, what happens on the road, stays on the road. And so it shall be. (the next time you're feeling the need to get away for a bit, just do it. it is unbelievable the transformation that will occur).

I will dispense one secret, however. You know what they always say about sunscreen? (you know, like wear it and everything). Well, they're right. I look like I have a map of the United States on my forehead, and yeah...Let's just say if someone entered me into a lobster contest, I'd be a strong competitor.

As for the rest of the details, well those will just have to stay hidden behind the mask...                            

(i learned that moveable tents are the best, time flies when you're doing 90, age limitations mean nothing if the bouncer thinks you're cute, oatmeal cream pies make for the best breakfast, (along with vanilla coke, of course) and when spending the day on the beach, anything below 60 spf is useless). Perhaps these are not life's most important lessons. The real news is, I have nothing figured out. Maybe it's rearview mirror perspective kicking in,

maybe my severe sunburn is distorting my thinking, but i'm really okay with not having everything figured out. I still don't know what to say. I still don't know what to do. But when the wind is blowing through your hair and the most important question on your mind is "east or west?" none of that seems to matter.