Monday, February 20, 2012

currently listening to: body of years by mother mother

i love you much (most beautiful darling)

more than anyone on the earth and i
like you better than everything in the sky

sunlight and singing welcome your coming

although winter may be everywhere
with such a silence and such a darkness
no one can quite begin to guess

(except my life) the true time of year 

and if what calls itself a world should have
the luck to hear such singing (or glimpse such
sunlight as will leap higher than high
through gayer than gayest someone's heart at your each

nearness) everyone certainly would (my
most beautiful darling) believe in nothing but love















a boy and a girl can be just friends
but at one point of another
they will fall for each other...
maybe temporarily
maybe at the wrong time
maybe too late
or maybe forever
(500 days of summer)







isn't it funny
how day by day
nothing changes
but when you look back
everything is different

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

currently listening to: these arms of mine by otis redding



i want to have fun
i want to shine like the sun
i want to be the one that you want to see
i want to knit you a sweater
i want to write you a love letter
i want to make you feel better
i want to make you feel free.

 








the only way to deal with an unfree world
is to become so absolutely free
that your very existence is an act of rebellion.

freedom is nothing but a chance to be better.
all good thing are wild and free.

you have a choice
live or die
every breath is a choice
every minute is a choice
to be or not to be.


 




Tuesday, February 7, 2012

currently listening to: can't get better than this by parachute youth


charyssa

i just met you this past semester and i already admire so many things about you. every time you convinced me to skip class (which i admit, was not difficult) to go get bagels and spend several hours enjoying them and sometimes maybe gossiping just a little, it was well worth it. i'm very impressed with you, for not only your amazing style (you can pull off outfits no one else can, and you have the confidence to do so) but for your honesty and the way you stay true to yourself. you always do the right thing, whether it's the popular thing or not, and that's not a common trait by any measure. i don't think you could ever tell a lie, but at the same time, you would never be honest at the expense of someone else's feelings, because you are incredibly kind-hearted and sweet. besides all of that, you are very motivated and hard-working and i know you will be successful in whatever you choose to do. you know what you want, and good luck to whoever tries to stand in your way. if i need advice, sympathy, a study buddy, or just a clammy hand to hold, i'll call you without hesitation. i know that i can count on you to have just as much fun during a night home watching movies in bed, as on a night out taking shots at dubliners or dancing on a platform (alone) at joy...  i'm so happy we got to go abroad together and come home with a new friendship that i truly value. when i'm 21 we can go out and steal rum and cokes from whatever bar will have us, but until then i guess i'll settle for more coffee dates at starbucks. in the words of kathy bingman, no pasa nada guapa. 


there is not duty we so much underrate
as the duty of being happy

happiness is neither virtue, nor pleasure
nor this thing nor that,
but simply growth.
we are happy when we are growing.













it is at moments after i have dreamed
of the rare entertainment of your eyes
when (being a food to fancy) i have deemed

with your peculiar mouth my heart made wise
at moments when the glassy darkness holds

the genuine apparition of your smile
(it was through tears always) and silence moulds
such strangeness as was mine a little while

moments when my once more illustrious arms
are filled with fascination, when my breast
wears the intolerant brightness of your charms

one pierced moment whiter than the rest

turning from the tremendous lie of sleep
i watch the roses of the day grow deep.