September 2011
45 posts
August 2011
64 posts
“There is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.”
—Chuck Klosterman (via itskatiee)
Im going to write a very serious blog soon and I know you will read it
stay tuned.
Living Louder
The Cab
THE CAB
“Living Louder”
If today’s the day I die
lay me down under the lights
let me fall in love
let me save a life
and let me loose my voice
singing all my favorite songs
let me stare up at the stars
cause its where we all belong
my heart like a fight
your working my chest
my only regret is having regrets
travelled the world
i loved every step
and all I know is:
no one, no one lives forever
we will be remembered
for what we do right now
and baby I’m living louder
and dreaming longer, tonight
(were living louder, were living louder)
and baby I’m fighting harder
and loving stronger tonight
(were loving stronger, were loving stronger)
cause were all just kids
who grew up way too fast
yeah the good die young
but the great will always last
were growing older
but were all soldiers tonight
if todays the day I go
gonna drink with all my friends
gonna laugh until we cry
as we talk and reminisce
and let me kiss a stranger
and rob the local bank
let me become real rich
so I can give it all away
‘cause no one, no one lives forever
but we will be remembered
for what we do right now
and baby I’m living louder
and dreaming longer, tonight
(were living louder, were living louder)
and baby I’m fighting harder
and loving stronger tonight
(were loving stronger, were loving stronger)
‘cause were all just kids
who grew up way too fast
yeah the good die young
but the great will always last
were growing older
but were all soldiers tonight
when you’ve got your breath inside your head
every day’s a second chance
if I wake up with a beating heart
will I stand or will I fall?
I’m living louder
dreaming longer tonight
baby I’m fighting harder
and loving stronger tonight
and baby I’m living louder
and dreaming longer tonight
(were living louder, were living louder)
and baby I’m fighting harder
and loving stronger tonight
(were loving stronger, were loving stronger)
cause were all just kids
who grew up way too fast
yeah the good die young
but the great will always last
were growing older
but were all soldiers tonight
Another Me
The Cab
The Cab - Another Me
I gave you everything you ever wanted, you gave me nothing but beef
now that im gone you see im no missing peice
well good luckkkk finding another me
Why is it that I’m always every ones second choice? I’m not important enough to be loved or even liked? I’m constantly left. I get attached and tell myself not to fall anymore because I just end up getting hurt, but as soon as I feel like I’m not going to get hurt, reality smacks the fuck out of me.
“My friends, love is better than anger. Hope is better than fear. Optimism is better than despair. So let us be loving, hopeful and optimistic. And we’ll change the world.”
—
Jack Layton. Read his letter to Canadians here.
(via casiestewart)
i think we spend too much time wondering why we’re not good enough. we waste too much time putting ourselves down that we don’t ever stop to see that we are good enough. we spend too much time with our heads down and hearts closed and never get a chance to look up from the ground and see that the sun is shining and tomorrow is another day.
