- ParentsPstcrd_092109.jpg :Pedestrian Typography: quote-book:kari-shma: Never be anything else, but silly. Makes you have many more laugh lines than frowning ones, really. So today, do just that.

- ParentsPstcrd_092109.jpg :Pedestrian Typography: quote-book:kari-shma:

Never be anything else, but silly. Makes you have many more laugh lines than frowning ones, really. So today, do just that.

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Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurt themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it’s all over.

- Gloria Naylor :arianesantos : hellodramaqueen:makeachoice

A pretty good reminder, now that we have little time on our hands. It’s easy to forget the type of friend we each make when we’re too busy looking into what the friends are doing. Missing means nothing when it’s just said without cause for action, no matter how heavy. & then missing and having no time at all, is really a different thing altogether.

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fine lines of need to & Have to.

Who would have thought that the number 6 would be so important today. It’s the difference between getting & Having to because turning back would be impertinent now. I’m three short of a piece of paper & that is mindlessly frustrating.

I thought I can beat numbers this time around but apparently, the numbers went behind my back anyway. It’s a good thing that the busy is keeping me from thinking about it too much. No point moping about it anyway.

Disappointed, of course.
Makes me want (to get over & done with) it even more.

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- ParentsPstcrd_081209.jpg : Pedestrian Typography: quote-book:kari-shma: It doesn’t take a lot to make me happy. These wishful thoughts, the ambivalent incidental pressure & almost-laid-out future plans are keeping me upbeat for what’s to come. It’s no so much waiting in anticipation. It’s these thoughts of knowing what’s at the beginning & keeping the mind in tune with everything else that’s positive. We forget it sometimes, in the little things & these little words. Whatever it is, whatever time brings, upbeat is the way to go.

- ParentsPstcrd_081209.jpg : Pedestrian Typography: quote-book:kari-shma:

It doesn’t take a lot to make me happy. These wishful thoughts, the ambivalent incidental pressure & almost-laid-out future plans are keeping me upbeat for what’s to come. It’s no so much waiting in anticipation. It’s these thoughts of knowing what’s at the beginning & keeping the mind in tune with everything else that’s positive.

We forget it sometimes, in the little things & these little words.
Whatever it is, whatever time brings, upbeat is the way to go.

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- eyeswideshutunopened♥. I laughed at “mutual weirdness”! Wouldn’t want it any other way.

- eyeswideshutunopened

♥. I laughed at “mutual weirdness”!
Wouldn’t want it any other way.

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- creampuff:viaFor no one & everyone who feels this is speaking to them.

- creampuff:via

For no one & everyone who feels this is speaking to them.

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- makeachoice:vona:ohmyalphabet I am such a worry wart. Seriously. I feel like Monk sometimes that I cannot stop myself from pacing around the house because I’m thinking or worrying. Because of these things that no one can control.

- makeachoice:vona:ohmyalphabet

I am such a worry wart. Seriously. I feel like Monk sometimes that I cannot stop myself from pacing around the house because I’m thinking or worrying. Because of these things that no one can control.

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- dotheboogie:alcopopp

- dotheboogie:alcopopp

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- twistedtruth: smileee On journeys, I always look forward to putting on my earphones & listening to nancymidnight.

- twistedtruth: smileee

On journeys, I always look forward to putting on my earphones & listening to nancymidnight.

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- clarini:thedailywhat:Surviving the World New Moon paints such an unrealistic picture of Men (read: cheesy love phrases, too pale men & abs fit for only movie stars and bodybuilders) & a bad image of Women (fickle-minded, loving, kissing 2 men & getting away with it). The only thing I liked: Dakota Fanning’s sophisicated ice-cool character. Most of the time, I was just very annoyed at her indecisiveness & in leading the handsome hunky jacob. Why can’t she just make up her bloody mind? How on earth do you expect to have both selfishly & then when you choose one, still expect the other to stay. The effects & actions scenes are really cool. The whole other element of love (including the karaoke-ish scenes) are just annoyingly surreal. I was rolling my eyes the whole bloody time. To think I used to love these sorts of action-packed fictitious love stories.

- clarini:thedailywhat:Surviving the World

New Moon paints such an unrealistic picture of Men (read: cheesy love phrases, too pale men & abs fit for only movie stars and bodybuilders) & a bad image of Women (fickle-minded, loving, kissing 2 men & getting away with it). The only thing I liked: Dakota Fanning’s sophisicated ice-cool character.

Most of the time, I was just very annoyed at her indecisiveness & in leading the handsome hunky jacob. Why can’t she just make up her bloody mind? How on earth do you expect to have both selfishly & then when you choose one, still expect the other to stay.

The effects & actions scenes are really cool. The whole other element of love (including the karaoke-ish scenes) are just annoyingly surreal. I was rolling my eyes the whole bloody time. To think I used to love these sorts of action-packed fictitious love stories.

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- brittttttttt We’re nomads. We move from one community to the other & we live it up until we move on further again & find that the people we once knew before made for great memories but we don’t go back & sometimes most times we lose that touch & we cannot go back to re-living those memories because the moments are over & nothing can fire it up again. Because we get older & our lives don’t fit unless we let them. We move on. & the ones who stay are the ones we let stay, who adapt & change with us. This supposed epiphany is such an obvious living fact. & I, am rambling without a purpose. heh. It’s just in my head, these things that I miss.

- brittttttttt

We’re nomads. We move from one community to the other & we live it up until we move on further again & find that the people we once knew before made for great memories but we don’t go back & sometimes most times we lose that touch & we cannot go back to re-living those memories because the moments are over & nothing can fire it up again. Because we get older & our lives don’t fit unless we let them.

We move on. & the ones who stay are the ones we let stay, who adapt & change with us. This supposed epiphany is such an obvious living fact. & I, am rambling without a purpose. heh. It’s just in my head, these things that I miss.

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We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
- E. E. Cummings : kari-shma : quote-book ()
- lookbookdotnu:I was not a good studentIf I would be so lucky to meet this outfit, I would want to make her take it off so I could wear it. Otherwise, I literally want to come up to her & give her a hug.

- lookbookdotnu:I was not a good student

If I would be so lucky to meet this outfit, I would want to make her take it off so I could wear it. Otherwise, I literally want to come up to her & give her a hug.

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the love of surprise sights & surpassed sounds.


(this gorgeous place always get rushed past but rarely do we rush in)

Every thing looks different now. We gain a better perspective each time. Or maybe it is just me. It’s about time I do anyway. The seriousness of candid conversations scare & excite me all at the same time. Not a bad thing at all.

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| Mistaken For Strangers - The National |


“Make up something to believe in your heart of hearts
so you have something to wear on your sleeve of sleeves
so you swear you just saw a feathery woman
carry a blindfolded man through the trees
showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters”

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