Saturday, June 30, 2012

Letting go.

Letting go is cleansing.

Thank you for showing me how to finally let go.

Friday, June 29, 2012

M.

I feel wonderful.

Your protector is coming home.

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

My black clouds swallow me whole.

Monday, June 25, 2012

Allow me to do, so eloquently, that which you cannot.

Friday, June 22, 2012

Mom at work.

Brightening my day.


Wednesday, June 20, 2012

I miss you and I'm still so sorry. I should have never let you down. I hope the sun is shining where ever you are.

Monday, June 18, 2012

Trust.

Trust is a lifestyle. Not a state or destination.

When you live trust, everybody trusts you.

Cheers.

Fuck haters, etc.


Friends.

As we grow up, we don't lose friends. We just learn who our real ones are.
-Anonymous.

Maneater.

She'll chew you up and spit you out.


Sunday, June 17, 2012

Spring cleaning.
Good riddance.

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Armageddon.




Remember when we watched Armageddon? 
I'll never forget.



the most important things happen in the rain.


for me, anyway.



Wednesday, June 13, 2012

You make me laugh lots.


team.






you're quite the teammate.



sounds familiar.



...he does not yet understand when and how people are hurt. He doesn't understand the subtleties of slights and pains, that it is not the big events that hurt the most but rather the smallest questionable shift in tone at the end of a spoken word that can plow most deeply into the heart. It seems to him that nothing in the world of relationships proves to be generally true, that nothing follows a logical sequence, and that his search for cohesion leaves him empty of answers.

- Steven Martine, Shopgirl, 37


Via  Manny.


Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Friday, June 8, 2012

sunrise.







you're always a sunset
 and never a sunrise.


Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Miss you.

I miss you and I wish I could tell you. Sometimes I hate being the cancer.

reckless.




Tuesday, June 5, 2012

this is cute.

made me think of you.



well, aren't you a treat.




chaos.






Monday, June 4, 2012

Art(ist).










An artist is someone who can see potential.


three.




Sunday, June 3, 2012

Under my wine.

And I wipe my eyes with the napkin under my wine glass

because he brings you a canvas and forces you to find it.

Crab.

I tend to go after what I want in a sideways manner.

My life.

Like why is my life is a fucking soap opera. It's not even a good one!! It's one of those annoying ones where you want to spoon out your own eyes.

Inconvenient love.


I promised myself I wouldn't and I'm so glad I did.

Friday, June 1, 2012

NS.




Contemplating a trip here this summer.