i really don't think you know how much
it feels like i'm in love with you.
i don't even know what that means.
i don't know if that means anything to be completely honest
and i don't think i ever will
but i'm not worried about what it is.
all i care about is how this feels.
i feel like laughing at myself for being petty
and like laughing at everyone else for being petty
and like nothing could hurt me because you help me open up the knowledge I've always had
that i can be strong.
i can't wait until you come back.
i can't wait to see you
and touch you
and hear you
and watch you smile
and laugh and talk and move your hands.
you're the best person that every happened to me.
"Well this is, and Rhoda, no disrespect, but um, this is total shit. Go for it? You can do it? That's not inspirational that's suicidal! If pickles goes for it right there that's a dead cat. Lies, were liars think about it, why do people buy these things? It's not because they wanna say how they feel, people buy cards cause they can't say how they feel or they're afraid too. We provide the service that lets them off the hook. You know what? I say to hell with it. Lets level with America at least let them speak for themselves right I mean look, look. What is this, what does this say? "Congratulations on your new baby." How bout "congratulations on your new baby, guess that's it for hanging out, nice knowing ya." How bout this one? With all the pretty hearts on the front, I think I know where this ones going. Yup "Happy Valentines Day sweetheart, I love you." Isn't that sweet? Ain't love grand? This is exactly what I'm talking about. What does that even mean, love? Do you know? Do you? Anybody? If somebody gave me this card Mr. Vance, I'd eat it. It's these cards, and the movies and the pop songs, they're to blame for all the lies and the heartache, everything. We're responsible. I'M responsible. I think we do a bad thing here. People should be able to say how they feel, how they really feel, not ya know, some words that some stranger put in their mouth. Words like love, that don't mean anything. Sorry, I'm sorry, I um, I quit. There's enough bullshit in the world without my help"
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
im ewwkee.
Posted by Miranda at 11:04 AM
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This was the cutest/deepest post I think I've ever read. And whilst playing Super Mario Sunshine, I looked back and saw you typing with the headphones on, and knew exactly what it would be about. c:
oh, and um, "eewwwkeeeey?"
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