Notes of the Hopeless

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Wed, 22 May 2013 10:36:38 -0400

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Wed, 22 May 2013 09:59:32 -0400

I could be your cup of joe.

Mon, 20 May 2013 20:34:41 -0400

You’d hold me in both hands and I’d keep you warm. Your lips, careful and bold, would slowly touch mine. Hot against your skin, I let the bittersweet whet your craving. And as I fill your nose with my scent, you’d smile at how delicious I smell before taking a deep breath to savor the moment. You’d close your eyes as you put your lips on me again, taking all of me in. I could make your heart flutter, or I could keep you up all night—either way, we become one.

But now that I think of it, you’ve never liked coffee. And you probably never will.

"She fell, she hurt, she felt. She lived. And for all the tumble of her experiences, she still had..."

Thu, 16 May 2013 19:22:22 -0400

“She fell, she hurt, she felt. She lived. And for all the tumble of her experiences, she still had hope. Maybe this next time would do the trick. Or maybe not. But unless you stepped into the game, you would never know.”

- Sarah Dessen, This Lullaby (via thresca)

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Thu, 09 May 2013 17:53:36 -0400

A Year Ago Last Night

Wed, 08 May 2013 18:30:36 -0400

We were at a friend’s place for a gathering. It was after dinner and your girlfriend just left. I went out for some air and I asked Ralph to sit with me. I can’t remember if you’ve been drinking that time, but seeing that you went out to sit with me as well, you probably were. By then, I was trying so hard to get over you. I focused my attention on Ralph, making fun of him and his silly shirt, but you keep joining in. You keep trying to talk to me, touching my hand or my thigh, leaning on me—how could I ignore you? That time, I could swear that you liked me back, and if I didn’t have to leave early, something could’ve happened. Maybe. But the next day at work, I heard that you guys went all out drinking after I left. Most of you were drunk, and you were being extra touchy to one of my friends who kinda likes you too. And as I write this, I remember what I felt when I knew. You never liked me. You just liked that like you.

Tired of being so sad, tired of getting so mad, baby Stop right...

Tue, 07 May 2013 18:54:42 -0400

Tired of being so sad, tired of getting so mad, baby
Stop right now, you’ll only let me down, oh oh
Maybe you shouldn’t come back
Maybe you shouldn’t come back to me

- Shouldn’t Come Back, Demi Lovato

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Sat, 04 May 2013 01:13:09 -0400

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Fri, 03 May 2013 09:47:14 -0400

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Fri, 03 May 2013 09:37:22 -0400

"All the good ones are taken."

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 18:56:04 -0400

Well, I’m here. Alone. I guess I’m not a “good one” then, huh?

franstar: Though someday they may publish this, this is for you...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 18:48:05 -0400

franstar:

Though someday they may publish this, this is for you in confidence, stripped of vagueness simple plain and true.
You were to me the only thing the fullest chord the softest string
and I only hope that you felt that way too.

- For You In Confidence, Chris Rubeo

animalcrackersinmyblog: fistfulloffourleafclovers: you know your self-esteem sucks when a really...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 18:21:00 -0400

animalcrackersinmyblog:

fistfulloffourleafclovers:

you know your self-esteem sucks when a really cute guy shows interest in you and you think it’s some sort of sick joke

so relevant

It’s worse if you had it the other way around. You think he’s interested, but it really was just some sick joke. Goodbye, self-esteem!

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Wed, 24 Apr 2013 20:50:56 -0400

Why You Can't Let Go

Wed, 24 Apr 2013 19:57:40 -0400

Why You Can't Let Go:

You can’t let go because you’re worried that if you do, what you’re so desperately hoping for will fall apart. I have news for you. You’re tearing it down yourself. Make way for the bigger, the be…