I am very interested and fascinated how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other.

Downtown. Lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.

She wasn't bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.

There's nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.

Old pictures look very rugged and young, and the people in the photographs always seem a lot happier than you are.

We accept the love we think we deserve.

I really think that everyone should have watercolors, magnetic poetry, and a harmonica.

Maybe these are my glory days, and I'm not ever realizing it because they involve a ball.

And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.

please believe that things are good with me, and even when they're not, they will be soon enough. And i will always believe the same about you.

And I guess I realized at that moment that I really did love her. Because there was nothing to gain, and that didn't matter.

Complexity mumbles. Simplicity speaks

In MoonlightNoSoft sweet paw on my cheekNoFur curled under my chinJustA sad space left behind - Gray cat gone away. [Ellie's poem]

It's invisible, what women do. It's not rewarded as much.

We said we'd walk together baby come what may.That come the twilight should we lose our way.If as we're walkin a hand should slip free,I'll wait for you And should I fall behind,Wait for me.

Moving ahead, so life won’t pass me by.

The greatest artists always come round to simplicity.

Never assume that you're stuck with the way things are. Life changes, and so can you.

I feel like a slave, and in a way like an artist, because I need to get inspiration everyday, from everything and everyone.

thus, in a sense, we are all doomed. even if we stay away from black holes

Tonight I feel the stars are out to use me for target practice.