"Love and loss share the same unmade bed."
castyournet asked:
(I didn't want to ask this on twitter bc the boy in question follows me) so this guy who I happen to fancy has been giving me extremely mixed signals. Because of this I haven't told him how I feel. We went to dinner with some friends tonight and I decided that I was done fancying a boy who may or may not like me back. And then this song came on when I was driving home. So could you play "San Dimas High School Football Rules" by the Ataris? P.s. Bill & Ted are the greatest....

Gosh, I love that song. 

Consider it done! 

A lot has changed in the past month.


Candid from our day at The Arboretum for Deep Down. 
Photo by: byericalauren

Candid from our day at The Arboretum for Deep Down

Photo by: byericalauren


But forreal though screw the people who tease you into thinking they reciprocate your feelings only to be naive to the fact or pretend that it never happened.

"I see when men love women. They give them but a little of their lives. But women, when they love, give everything."
Oscar Wilde   (via thatkindofwoman)
"Don’t you dare tell me that it was my choice. I went out for air and you locked the door."
A Metaphor for “Let’s Take a Break” (#290: March 13, 2014)

I wish you’d come back.
I don’t know you anymore.

But then again, you’ve been gone for years.

Oh, mother
I was born in your eyes
I was walking
The day I came to life

And I’ve come beside myself to know
I’m just a person with highs and lows

Oh, father
I was raised in your hands
I was fighting
Before I could understand

And I’ve got a lot of things to learn
And things I don’t think that I deserve

Come lay your head
And come rest your tired eyes
Fall back instead
Feel your breath internalize

And come lay your head
And come rest your tired eyes
And fall back instead
Fall back instead

When I try to fall asleep
I’m lifted from my bed sheets
Where the ground is falling down
And the night is far too loud

I’m giving up
I’m giving in

Everything is rising
Come and rest your tired eyes
Your youth’s fading
Everyone is leaving
And I cannot complain

"You must love in such a way that the person you love feels free."
Thich Nhat Hanh (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

The chase to fulfillment.

For all of the things I say aloud that scare you,

There’s thousands more I keep to myself.


At first,

it was all of the things he wanted most, that I couldn’t give to him. 

Exactly where my faults were.

My anxiety about trusting someone with my most delicate pieces.

The pieces I don’t even allow myself to see.

The ones I hide under all the cracks. 

Sometimes they seep out, but he never saw them. He didn’t notice them. 

He never wanted to see them.

In reality,

it was all of the things I needed most, that he didn’t want to give to me.

It will never be the same again.

That’s the hardest part.