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Monday, 25 May 2009

  • TWILIGHT [Part One]

    These are some quotes from the first two books. Some at the end I'm not sure which book of the series they're from.




    TWILIGHT

    I was aware of the time slipping away so quickly, like the black road beneath us, and I was hideously afraid that I would never have another chance to be with him like this again -- openly, the walls between us gone for once. His words hinted at an end, and I recoiled from the idea. I couldn’t waste one minute I had with him.



    He grinned his crooked smile at me, stopping my breath and my heart. I couldn’t imagine how an angel could be any more glorious. There was nothing about him that could be improved upon.



    His cold touch on my skin never failed to make my heart thud erratically. Twice, when that happened, I caught a look on his face that made me sure he could somehow hear it.



    Part of me wanted to confront him and demand to know what is problem was. While I was laying sleepless in my bed, I even imagined what I would say. But, I knew myself too well to even think I would really have the guts to do it. I made the Cowardly Lion look like the Terminator.



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    NEW MOON

    Even more, I had never meant to love him. One thing I truly knew; knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones; knew it from the crown of my head, to the soles of my feet; knew it deep in my empty chest -- was how love gave someone the power to break you. I'd been broken beyond repair.



    Do you think I’ll ever get better at this? That my heart might someday stop trying to jump out of my chest whenever you touch me.



    I was not allowed to think of him. That was something I tried to be very strict about. Of course I slipped. I was only human. But, I was getting better and the pain was something I could avoid for days at a time now. The trade off was the never ending numbness. Between pain and nothing, I’d chosen nothing.



    I wondered how long this could last. Maybe someday, years from now, if the pain would just decrease to the point where I could bear it, I would be able to look back on those few short months that would always be the best of my life.



    Jacob was simply a perpetually happy person, and he carried that happiness with him like an aura, sharing it with whoever was near him. Like an earthbound sun, whenever someone was within his gravitational pull, Jacob warmed them. It was natural, a part of who he was. No wonder I was so eager to see him.



    I'd thought he had been healing the hole in me, or at least plugging it up, keeping it from hurting me so much. I'd been wrong. He'd just been carving out his own hole, so that I was now riddled through like Swiss cheese. I wondered why I didn't crumble into pieces.



    A wide grin spread slowly across his face. He seemed extremely pleased with himself. It wasn’t the grin that I knew and loved, it was a new grin, one that was a bitter mockery of his old sincerity, on the new face that belonged to Sam.



    Once you cared about a person, it was impossible to be logical about them anymore.



    Every time he touched me, in even the most casual way, my heart had an audible reaction.



    The phone rang and I sprinted downstairs to get it. There was only one voice I wanted to hear anything else would be a disappointment.



    One side of his mouth pulled up into my favorite uneven smile.



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    I'm not sure of the specific book for the following ;

    I can't imagine why that would be frustrating at all. Just because someone refuses to tell you what they're thinking. Even if all the while they're making cryptic little remarks, specifically designed to keep you up at night wondering what they could possibly mean. Now why would that be frustrating?



    "Don't be self-conscious," he whispered in my ear. "If I could dream at all, it'd be about you and I'm not ashamed of it."



    This moment was so perfect, so right, there was no way to doubt it, his arms wrapped around me, holding me against him -- it felt like every nerve ending in my body was a live wire.



    Everyone says that love hurts, but that's not true. Loneliness hurts. Rejection hurts. Losing someone hurts. Envy hurts. Everyone gets these things confused with love, but in reality, love is the only thing in this world that covers up all the pain and makes someone feel wonderful again.





Sunday, 24 May 2009

  • DAWSONS CREEK

    You know, let's just forget about everything. All I want to do for the rest of this godforsaken night is just stare at your face in the moonlight because that's the only thing that matters to me.



    But, that's just it. The butterflies never seem to accompany the right people. All the nice guys, who are right for you, they never make your stomach go flip flop.



    Brooks: Remember, you're still young enough to fall in and out of love a few more times before you get it right.
    Dawson: That doesn't sound very fun.
    Brooks: It isn't... And it is... And it isn't. But, it's worth it. Every single time.



    In the best, most desirable way, you scare me, but I love the way you scare me. But, it makes me nervous, and then I say, or do something really stupid, so I spend all this energy coming up with ideas to be smart, so that you don't think I'm stupid. Those ideas inherently backfire, therefore making me look more stupid. It's a vicious circle and I'm at the end of my rope, because all I really want to do is kiss you, and I feel if I don't kiss you soon I'm gonna explode.



    You know, I used to spend every day thinking about you, and dreaming about you, and every time you walked by I lost myself. Do you know what that feels like? -- You couldn't possibly know what it feels like, to have that person not have the same feelings back. Look, I'm sorry if you miss the way I looked at you, but I don't miss the way you never looked at me.



    Tobey: That stupid fantasy, where the guy who broke your heart suddenly realizes that hes made the biggest mistake of his life, and he finds you, wherever you are, comes running up to you and says; "I can't live without you, you are my entire existence and universe and if you don't take me back right now I will never love anyone again."  Where does this fantasy come from?
    Jen: Movies. Television. That place in your heart where there is still hope.




Thursday, 12 March 2009

  • JOHN MAYER

    Pain throws your heart to the ground.
    Love turns the whole thing around.
    No, it won't all go the way it should,
    But I know the heart of life is good.



    I've done all I can,
    To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands.
    Now I'm starting to see,
    Maybe it's got nothing to do with me.



    "I know a boy. He puts the color inside of my world."



    Baby you've got my only heart.
    Yeah, you've got my only heart.



    One more thing.
    Why is it my fault?
    So maybe I try too hard,
    But it's all because of this desire.
    I just wanna be liked.



    Staying home alone on a Friday,
    Flat on the floor looking back,
    On old love, or lack thereof.
    After all the crushes are faded,
    And all my wishful thinking was wrong,
    I'm jaded, I hate it, I'm tired of being alone.




Tuesday, 27 January 2009

  • WAKING ASHLAND

    Your footprints are so cool on my heart,
    They won't leave me, they won't leave.
    These are feelings I hate.
    For so long, can't get them out of my head.
    Because everybody knows,
    Some things alway show,
    Feelings, because of you.



    You don't have any intentions of finishing what you have started, do you? Do you?



    So, please know I waited for you,
    And please be by my side.
    I'll make a move if you swear to catch me,
    I look to the sky.



    The stars align for you and I tonight,
    I need you in my life.
    The stars align for you and I tonight,
    I'll take that as a sign.

    I'm so unprepared, but you don't seem to care.
    I'm hardly a woman, but here I am.
    I'm not sure what you see, because what I am is disaster.



    This is my confession;
    Not a day goes by where you don't cross my mind.
    It's so confusing, like and un-rehersed symphony,
    Your last kiss goodbye put water in these eyes.
    I'm dying for you.



    I miss you, I miss you.
    I heard the rumors they all were true .
    I need you, I need you,
    Next to me.



    Oh, why can't I move forward?
    Oh, why does my mind wander?
    Oh, why does my heart desire you?




Thursday, 22 January 2009

  • ONE TREE HILL

    I absolutely adore this show. So, I'm making yet another exception and posting non-lyrics.




    Regret comes in all shapes and sizes. Some are small, like when we do a bad thing for a good reason. Some are bigger, like when we let down a friend. Some of us escape the pangs of regret by making the right choice. Some of us have little time for regret because we're looking forward to the future. Sometimes we have to fight to come to terms with the past. And sometimes we bury our regret by promising to change our ways. But our biggest regrets are not for the things we did, but for the things we didn't do.



    Sometimes it feels like it was yesterday; graduating high school, saying goodbye. That feeling that you get at 17 or 18, that nobody in the history of the world has ever been this close, has ever loved so fiercely,  laughed as hard, or cared as much. It feels like it was yesterday, and sometimes it feels like someone else's memory.



    All girls really want is someone to want them back.



    People think that if you love someone hard enough then everything is just going to work out. Well, people are wrong.



    Imagine a future moment in your life where all your dreams come true. You know, its the greatest moment of your life and you get to experience it with one person. Who's standing next to you?



    She showed me that you can find the good in anybody if you just give them a chance, benefit of the doubt. Sometimes people disappoint you, sometimes they surprise you, but you never really get to know them until you listen for what's in their hearts.



    Now is our time to shine. With opportunities to dream and possibilities vast. Now is the time for all of us to become the people we've always dreamed of being. This is life. You're here. You matter. The world is waiting.



    Do you ever wake up from a really good dream and just try to get back to sleep? Or you have the flu and promise yourself you'll appreciate normal so much more if you could just get back to it? That's the way I feel. I just want things to go back to the way they were.




    Life's funny sometimes. It can push pretty hard, like when you fall in love with someone but they forget to love you back.



    The important thing is not to be bitter over life's disappointments. Learn to let go of the past and recognize that everyday wont be sunny and when you find yourself lost in the darkness of despair,  remember its only in the black of night that you see the stars and those stars see you back home. So, don't be afraid to make mistakes, to stumble and fall, because most of the time, the greatest rewards come from doing the things that scare you the most.  Maybe you'll get more then you could have ever imagined. Who knows where life will take you, the road is long and in the end, the journey is the destination.



    Every once in a while people step, they rise above themselves. Sometimes they surprise you and sometimes they fall short. Life is funny sometimes. It can push pretty hard, but if you look close enough you find hope. In the words of children, in the bars of a song, and in the eyes of someone you love and if you're lucky, I mean if you're the luckiest person on this entire planet, the person you love decides to love you back.



    If you're always looking for reasons not to be with somebody, well, you'll always find them, and I guess at some point you should let go and give your heart what it deserves.



    When you pick a boy you want to be with, make sure that he'll be someone who respects you and treats you well, that he's someone who makes your heart race, someone you love because of what he is, not what he does. Use your head and follow your heart.



    Misery is an old friend and it tricks you sometimes into thinking that it's just always gonna be there and that you can't be happy, but you can. You can walk away from pain, and I think being in love's the best way to do it.



    If you look closer you might see someone like you; someone trying to find their way, someone trying to find their place, someone trying to find their self. Sometimes it seems like you are the only one in the world who's struggling, who's frustrated, unsatisfied, or barely getting by, but that feeling's a lie, and if you just hold on, just find the courage to face it all for another day, someone or something will find you and make it all okay, because we all need a little help sometimes. Someone to help us hear the music in the world, to remind us that it won't always be this way. That someone is out there and that someone will find you.



    What a frightening thing is the human, a mass of gages, and dials, and registers, and we can only read a few, and those perhaps not accurately.



    You know, I could've held you in my arms forever and it still wouldn't have been long enough.



    Do not let your fire go out spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swaps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists. It is real. It is possible. It is yours.



    Many years from now, somebody tell me you’ve got love figured out, because I got news for you. It’s pretty darn messy right now, but I guess it’s always been that way; wanting to be loved, to find somebody that makes your heart ache in a good way. So, if you’re robots, or aliens, or something and you’re watching this right now and that feeling no longer exists, well, you missed it and I feel sorry for you because as far as I can tell, that’s what it’s all about and that’s what I know it should be about.



    You know how you find a song and you just listen to it over, and over, and over again, until it becomes this soundtrack, until you find a new one?
    ------- Or, until you wanna forget the things that it reminds you of.



    I guess it's easier to see what we want, than to look for the truth.



    Edit:
    Julianne: Is everything ok?
    Brooke: Yes. No. I don't know. Look, the last thing I want to do is make it awkward between us, but I need to know something; is this going anywhere?
    Julianne: This conversation? I have no idea. I'm completely lost.
    Brooke: This. You and me. What are we doing?
    Julianne: I don't know. We're hanging out, we're having fun.
    Brooke: Right. Pretty much what I expected your answer to be.
    Julianne: What's wrong with having fun?
    Brooke: Nothing, and in the past I would have been fine with a fling, and I'm sorry that you missed out on that version of me, but I've changed. I'm really trying...

    (I had to add this, because it was on right after I had the same exact conversation with this boy I was really into. It makes me feel less alone, that someone, somewhere, some time, was feeling the exact same emotion as me. I love One Tree Hill for that reason.)




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