Monday, August 31, 2009

That I Didn't Try

"reading your note, over again, there's not a word, I comprehend, except where you signed it 'I will love you always, and forever'"

I don't know why things can't go the way they do in my head.

I like to think I am a perfectly reasonable human being, with sensible and realistic thoughts about my life (and how it could play out), but somehow everything goes awry. And somehow at the same time as all this I blame myself.


"Oh, I tried. You have no idea how hard I tried...
None of it made a difference to you. And I couldn't drown with you anymore.
Don't you dare sit there and tell me that I didn't try.
I did.
You were just too stupid to notice."

Pencil

I longed to be written in pen; knowing your whole life is written in pencil.

Sunday, August 30, 2009

That Road

Time passed and my smile was replaced by a wince
I grimace and remember that smile because I haven't driven this road since

I Have Been Thinking

I have been thinking a lot lately about religion

And I decided that I still like cereal more.

But this is my life.

Waiting
on top of
Waiting
on top of
Waiting
on top of
Waiting

To Answer Your Question

To answer your question, it is because
I hate knowing that I like someone more than they like me,
I hate feelings pathetic,
I hate feeling clingy and overly attached.
That's why.

Option Two

"Option two: my subconscious mind was giving me what it thought I wanted. This was wish fulfillment--
a momentary relief from pain by embracing the incorrect idea that he cared whether I lived or died."

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Everything

For everything that I see there once was a story that was told by you
For everything that I hear there was once a story you swear to be true
For everything I do, you have told me your thoughts
And for everything I don't do, you just may be the reason I do not

"I am Jack's complete lack of surprise."

Drive You Crazy

How melodramatic I can be about absolutely everything.
Or maybe not, maybe I'm just being dramatic.


"I'd grown attached--always a dangerous thing to do considering the fragile nature of humans."

Every Damn Embarrassing Thing

"Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders."

Clementine
: "You don't tell me things, Joel. I'm an open book. I tell you everything, every damn, embarrassing thing. "
Joel: "Constantly talking isn't necessarily communicating."

Friday, August 28, 2009

Crazy

It's crazy to think how much I would lie if there was no risk of getting caught.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Geographical

He is talking to Her right now.
somehow every
little
thing
became so
terribly
geographical.
"And I'd know what to do if I just knew what's coming
I would change myself if I could
I'd walk with my own people if I could find them
And I would say that I'm sorry to you
I'm sorry to you but I don't want to call you
But then I want to call you cause I don't want to crush you
But I feel like crushin' you"

Always Like That

"Out of sight, out of mind"

Not that you're ever out of mind, but when you're outta sight it sure makes it a lot easier.


"I've never felt alone
'till I met you"

I Am

I'm better than nothing

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Afraid

"Are you afraid of falling in love?"
"Not yet"

Cold Cup

"Can I get a cold cup of water?"
Me: "We have bottled water for sale in the refrigerator"
"of course"
"thank you SO much for the cold water"
"YOU"
"I hope one day you're thirsty!"

Hello

I already know my last words: Hello, thank you for calling Papa Murphy's next to savemart this is Mollie, would you like to hear about our specials?

Monday, August 24, 2009

Appreciation

I appreciate so greatly every tiny, little thing that you do for me. But I could, and would never tell you that.

Sarcasm

"Your sarcasm is superb."
"Thank you."

I couldn't tell if you were being sarcastic...

Poison

This may sound obsurd, but i'm trying here not to poison my mind with magazines, tv, drugs, or alcohol; and hopefully one day soon, painkillers.

How Much Can You Mean...

"How much can you mean to him, if he left you here?"

Saturday, August 22, 2009

happy

True happiness is having that same dumb happiness blind you to the fact that that moment will not last forever and that it will not stay the same. That is happiness to me.

"THIS IS NOT A LOVE STORY, THIS IS A STORY ABOUT LOVE"




"I love her smile.


I love the way she sometimes licks her lips before she talks.


I love her hair.


I love her knees.


I love the sound of her laugh.


I love the way she looks when she's sleeping.


I love her cute heart-shaped birthmark on her neck.


I love the way she makes me feel."


/


"I hate her crooked teeth.


I hate the way she smacks her lips before she talks.


I hate her 1960's haircut.


I hate her knooby knees.


I hate the way she sounds when she laughs.


I hate that cockroach shape splotch on her neck."


Time

It is time to write our story, your mind is gone and you have a new girl now, but this is while I still remember it (no shot mind, no new boy).

Admission pt. 2

I'm following..

Replaceable

"replaceable
it's cynical
call me useless; just you wait
put me down and call it fate
broken bridges, wasted hate
so just stand beside your man
The boy ain't wrong
act like i never turned you on
all I do is cry

and you watched me die
at least a thousand times
but it's great to hear you're doing fine
tonight, too late to fight
but you've got inside this naive head of mine
now time goes by
you knew you would
you knew you would
I need to understand
replaceable"

irreconcilable differences

fuck you.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Gain

I think it is wrong to choose one gender over another gender entirely. You can gain so much from both a male and a female. Obviously it can be appropriate to love them in different ways, and treat them differently when needed. But there is so much to learn; open your mind to someone else's. Thee end.

Anything Edible.

"Are you hungry for anything?
Not for anything edible."

Humiliation



Dictionary: hu·mil·i·a·tion (hyū-mĭl'ē-ā'shən) pronunciation
n.
  1. The act of humiliating; degradation.
  2. The state of being humiliated or disgraced; shame.
  3. A humiliating condition or circumstance.

Thesaurus: humiliation
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noun
  1. A lowering in or deprivation of character or self-esteem: abasement, debasement, degradation,mortification. See respect/contempt/standing, win/lose/recovery.
  2. Loss of or damage to one's reputation: bad name, bad odor, discredit, disgrace, dishonor,disrepute, ignominy, ill repute, obloquy, odium, opprobrium, shame. Seerespect/contempt/standing.

Antonyms: humiliation
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n
Definition: embarrassment
Antonyms: aggrandizement, elevation, flattery, glorification, honor, praise, success, triumph



Thursday, August 20, 2009

Okay

I Figured Out Everything


"While you were sleeping I figured out everything,
I was constructed for you, and you were molded for me.
Now I feel your name, coursing through my veins.
You shine so bright it's insane, you put the sun to shame.

If you need anything, just the say the word.
I mean anything. (I really do)
Rest assured, if you start to doze, then I'll tuck you in,
Plant my lips where your necklaces..."

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

This Age

Where everything is for the time being,
I'll make something permanent. I will.

Of Us

"Everyone of us is hurt,
Everyone of us is scarred,
Everyone of us is scared,
Not you"

One Step Ahead

I’ll be the Number Two guy here in Scranton in six weeks. How? Name repetition, personality mirroring, and never breaking off a handshake. I’m always thinking one step ahead. Like a carpenter that makes stairs.

Holes

"YOU HAVE SOME HOLES IN YOUR EDUCATION- SERIOUS ONES."
my mom

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

" "


Admission

I Didn't Leave A Note.

On

biggest turn on: demonstrations of complete lack of interest

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Every Little Thing

Every little thing that I do for you
I feel more of my father's struggle to display love

I

will decide someone deserves happiness
will try my best

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Adore

v., a·dored, a·dor·ing, a·dores.v.tr.
  1. To worship as God or a god.
  2. To regard with deep, often rapturous love. See synonyms at revere1.
  3. To like very much: adores mink coats.

The Passion

The passion blew away with the breeze/your fashion was never ever girls like me/such a tease--brings me to my knees

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Method

Your voice rattles on
in the best way
and my thumb
slides slowly
from the seven
on the keypad
to the nine.
There's a method
to this madness,
and I'm alright.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Unconscious

"I want to be held but my father rebelled and my mother's unconscious"
Sage Francis

Rest of Your Life

"I'm sad I have to work the rest of my life."

Doh Ray Me

Ray: "Mollie, why are you doing dishes?"
Me: "Because I am faster than you and Bryce"
Ray: "Does that fact make you proud?"
Me: "No. It's just true, I have been doing dishes here for years"
Ray: "HAHA did you just hear yourself? 'I've been doing dishes here for years'.
I would contemplate suicide if I said that"

Friday, August 7, 2009

Rejection

Recurring
Reminders
for the Reason
of Renewed feeling
of non-Ramification

Thursday, August 6, 2009

This This This

black eyes
white lies
and this always happens

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Could Not See

"You cut me down a tree
And brought it back to me
And that's what made me see
Where I was going wrong

You put me on a shelf
And kept me for yourself
I can only blame myself
You can only blame me

And I could write a song
A hundred miles long
Well, that's where I belong
And you belong with me

And I could write it down
or spread it all around
Get lost and then get found
Or swallowed in the sea

You put me on a line
And hung me out to dry
And darling that's when I
Decided to go to sea

You cut me down to size
And opened up my eyes
Made me realize
What I could not see

And I could write a book
The one they'll say that shook
The world, and then it took
It took it back from me

And I could write it down
Or spread it all around
Get lost and then get found
And you'll come back to me
Not swallowed in the sea

And I could write a song
A hundred miles long
Well, that's where I belong
And you belong with me

The streets you're walking on
A thousand houses long
Well, that's where I belong
And you belong with me

Oh what good is it to live
With nothing left to give
Forget but not forgive
Not loving all you see

Are the streets you're walking on
A thousand houses long
Well that's where I belong
And you belong with me
Not swallowed in the sea

You belong with me
Not swallowed in the sea
Yeah, you belong with me

Not swallowed in the sea"

Nothing

this I Love You is from concentrate. no water added, and no intention of sharing. whether you reject this, or not, it will stay with you. and you only.

Monday, August 3, 2009

Impact

I like to attempt to make an impact where it actually counts: personal, social, small picture decisions.

Clear

"It will be clear, if I wake up and you're still here."

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Appear to You

I'm unsure whether or not it works, but I have to make it appear to everyone that I love that I like them less than I actually do. Equal to their amount of caring.
(I need to make an impact. Otherwise, I might as well be DEAD)

Maybe If I'm Lucky

"Maybe if I'm lucky


I'll get a chapter in your book"
slug

This I Know

I know that if I hit a car I promise that I would leave a note. I know that if you disappear I would not follow.

Thinking

This may sound ridiculous, but my thoughts are so entertaining that I can never get bored, and seldom need something to preoccupy my mind. Thinking is completely enough.