May 2010
2 posts
“I’m New York State drunk, but not me drunk.”
– T.J.
Did I dream it?
April 2010
29 posts
I just feel like crying today. Hard, sobbing, heaving cries. I can’t explain it, I wish I could.
“Yeah, I’m sorry I haven’t made the time for you lately like I used...”
“(847): Rock
(630): Scissors
(630): Fuck”
– textsfromlastnight.com
Confirmed.
Blowing me off? Check. Not answering my text? Check. Long blond hair in your bed? Check. Not hearing from you for days? Check. Making excuses to not see me? Check. Turning your phone off at night? Check. Her car in your driveway this morning? Check.
Every time you blow me off it gets easier to get over it.
So, thank you for that. Honestly.
“(786): I didn’t realize how hung over I was until I rolled over and the...”
– textsfromlastnight.com
Estelle: Here's your omelet.
Frank: It's dry.
Estelle: That's the way I always make it.
Frank: Well, it SUCKS!
I can feel it changing, our “friendship” or whatever it is that we have become. We used to see each other 5 or 6 times a week. Now it’s more like once, maybe twice every two weeks.
I ask you to hang out, you say “Yeah, sure.” and then blow me off. I send you a text at 10am, it goes unanswered until 7pm; if answered at all. All of a sudden you have plans all the...
sundays are brutal
hellahotmess:
I get that I have no right to expect to be the first thing on his mind when he gets back into town, but I wish I were. I wish he got home and automatically thought “yes! finally home…wonder what she’s up to…”
forget you, then!
Ditto.
100 strangers in 100 words: second choice →
She disliked you from the start and she had every reason to being that it was you that he picked over her but you didn’t learn that until later. It makes sense now knowing that she always felt second choice next to you, but that wasn’t your fault — still, she never acted like it wasn’t. She was…
Shopgirl Elizabethtown Benny & Joon Junebug
With two bites of pizza in between.
Guilt always works.
I have found that:
I get angry. Really, really angry. But only for a little while, 30 minutes tops. Then I’m A-OK.
I need to focus more.
I need to look forward.
There are few people I can say will be there until the end.
Remembering someone gets harder with time, but they will never fully leave you.
I need to hang out with my family more.
Fuck that. I’m never getting married.
“You’re one of the truly good ones.”
– Colin
March 2010
23 posts
Me: What are you doing?
Him: Trying to kiss you. Don't we do that anymore?
Recent conversations with customers:
Me: (answers phone) Mac’s Philly Steaks. Customer 1: Hi. I have a question for you first. Me: Okay. Customer 1: I have this coupon that says buy one menu item and receive the next menu item free. Me: Yes, from the entertainment book. Customer 1: Yeah… What’s a menu item? Me: …Anything on the menu.
Me: Hello, what can I get for you? Customer 2: Um.. what’s a cheese...
I don’t know what it is about today. Maybe it’s just one of those days. Maybe it’s because my last day was supposed to be seven days ago and yet, here I am. Maybe it’s the fact that I’m not only making a dollar less than I was, I’m making less than I was when I started here three years ago, and making less than another employee who’s been here for not even...
I’m torn.
“If they ask me, I’m with you.”
Say Anything - Death For My Birthday
Being ignored. Being lied to. Feeling tired. Feeling cold. An extra roommate. Feeling rushed. Dirty dishes. Dirty apartment. Money. Being sick. Being lonely.
Stephanie: Where is the lever to put the seat down?
Morgan: On your right side.
Stephanie: I don't have a right side, I already checked.
“It’s hard not to feel deflated when even your best isn’t good...”
“Never apologize for showing feeling. When you do so, you apologize for the...”
– Benjamin Disraeli (via hellahotmess)
“They is.”
“Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by means of good...”
– (via viveresenzarimpianti) (via emilylaura)
“I am all of these things. I am none of these things. Who am I now?”
If that thing you once told me is true, why do I find myself questioning it constantly? I feel cheap and foolish. But I can’t let you go. What they say is true, life’s too short to not spend it with the one you love. Why can’t I make you understand this?