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Jimi Hendrix- Angel
“And she told me a story yesterday,
About the sweet love between the moon and the deep blue sea”
Then one day, you ask yourself how long can you live in a limbo between past and future before making a step backwards and forwards… although both of those seem too much effort.
(Source: ireadintothings)
This is all I want right now for the rest of my life. A sail boat and a sunset in the Caribbean.
(picture by my mom)
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Beautiful sunset tonight. I wanted to get a better picture but I was driving and there was a cop behind me. Whoops!
and it’s not because today is a shitty commercial holiday or anything like that. I just feel really tired and I’m generally annoyed at society.
Every day that I work, I hate the people who use the gym more and more.
“Umm, did you know that a lot of the TVs aren’t working?” Really? Actually, no, I didn’t. And you know what? I also don’t care, especially if you’re going to whine about it rudely.
Because godforfucking bid you can’t watch the damn TV for twenty minutes out of your day. Shit, you might miss out on something really funny that the Kardashians did. Or maybe the d-bag on Jersey Shore will be even more disrespectful to his girlfriend today! Wouldn’t want to miss that!
For fucks sake, stop watching so much TV every damn day of your life. I remember when I was younger, no matter how much I begged, my parents would not let me have a TV in my room. Obviously I didn’t then, but god, now I totally get why.
She was the kind of girl whose life has always been a wish… and she was never sure if it was a wish of her own or of someone else. Sometimes, when she felt alone, she escaped into the thought where she found the company of others; the thought that her life was everyone’s wish… the thought that everyone wished for her existence, and that everyone knew that she’s a beam of sunshine, bringing joy for the people in her life. Nonetheless, she took all opportunities to make wishes too. She wished upon shooting stars, she made a wish every time she blew out the candles on her birthday cake, she wished every day at 11:11, but also 3:33, 4:44, 5:55, and she also made up things for herself to wish upon, like yellow birds, wind chimes, and church bells.
(Source: ireadintothings)
Sorry I have been so distant -it doesn’t mean that I don’t think about you a lot still. I’ve been realizing that we all have dreams but we can’t always have what we want. Sometimes we can’t have what we want the most, but we can have everything else. Sometimes we have what other people want the most, and they have what we want. Sometimes all the wishes and achievements are shuffled in the world like a deck of cards thrown at us all randomly in a drunk poker game. You have the cards that others need, and they have the cards that you want. And you might think that it’s the dealer’s fault, that fate was wasted, but we’re all drunk too, with a desire to win for once. This will be it -we tell ourselves at each round, at each new morning.
(Source: ireadintothings)
