London calls me a stranger


martes, 30 de julio de 2013 0:13 | permalink | comment
“Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia. (...) 

You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you'll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.” 



sábado, 20 de julio de 2013 13:43 | permalink | comment
Music is good for your soul. Rap music will energise you and boost your ego and pop music will cheer you up. Indie music will make you think and emotional songs will make you cry and think about that boy again. 

It’s healthy.



miércoles, 22 de mayo de 2013 20:15 | permalink | comment
La chance, c’est comme le Tour de France. On l’attend longtemps et ça passe vite. 
Quand le moment vient, faut sauter la barrière sans hésiter.



jueves, 9 de mayo de 2013 17:40 | permalink | comment
Strong enough to leave you.
Weak enough to need you.
Cared enough to let you walk away.



jueves, 2 de mayo de 2013 20:27 | permalink | comment
"One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. 
And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. 
And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life." 



martes, 30 de abril de 2013 17:40 | permalink | comment
You know I’ve got this theory, there are two kinds of people in the world. There are lyric people and music people. You know, the lyrics people tend to be analytical. You know, all about the meaning of the song. They’re the ones you see with the CD insert out like 5 minutes after buying it, pouring over the lyrics, interpreting the hell out of everything. Um, then there’s the music people, like Brooke. Who could care less for the lyrics as long as its just got like a good beat and you could dance to it. I don’t know, sometimes it might be easier to be a music girl and not a lyric girl. But since I’m not, let me just say this. Sometimes things find you when you need them to find you, I believe that. And for me its usually song lyrics.

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domingo, 14 de abril de 2013 19:19 | permalink | comment

Love isn’t about
   fucking each other
at any opportunity.
It also isn’t about
  how many months
or years
  that you’ve been together.
To me,
  love is about 
being able to see light
  inside of the person
who knows nothing
   but darkness.



sábado, 13 de abril de 2013 22:13 | permalink | comment
I swear I always fall for your type



sábado, 6 de abril de 2013 18:26 | permalink | comment
I say ‘I am fat.’ He says ‘No, you are beautiful.’ I wonder why I cannot be both.

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 18:23 | permalink | comment
"All are architects of fate.. so look not mournfully into the past.
It comes not back again"

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 18:22 | permalink | comment
"Always and forever"



domingo, 31 de marzo de 2013 21:03 | permalink | comment
But I don't want to be into you, if you don't treat me the right way,
see I can only start seeing you, if you can make my heart feel safe..



sábado, 30 de marzo de 2013 11:47 | permalink | comment
 

 

 

                               "I fucking love you, man"
                              "And I love you too"

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 11:17 | permalink | comment
Unless it's mad, passionate, extraordinary love, it's a waste of your time.
There are too many mediocre things in life;
Love shouldn't be one of them.



lunes, 25 de marzo de 2013 18:14 | permalink | comment

“I believe that everything happens for a reason

People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourselfand sometimes good things fall apart 

so better things can fall together.


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My thoughts are stars I can't fathom into constellations.


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