Work shirt still wet
Fell down my stairs
Annoying bus driver
Working with everyone I don’t like.
On top of all that its raining.
In going to retire from life get into jammie and never leave my bed again. Its the only clear choice
“Rules for Living by Olivia Joules 1. Never panic. Stop, breathe, think. 2. No one is thinking about you. They’re thinking about themselves, just like you. 3. Never change haircut or color before an important event. 4. Nothing is either as bad or good as it seems. 5. Do as you would be done by, e.g. thou shalt not kill. 6. It is better to buy one expensive thing that you really like than several cheap ones that you only quite like. 7. Hardly anything matters: if you get upset, ask yourself, “Does it really matter?” 8. The key to success lies in how you pick yourself up from failure. 9. Be honest and kind. 10. Only buy clothes that make you feel like doing a small dance. 11. Trust your instincts, not your overactive imagination. 12. When overwhelmed by disaster, check if it’s really a disaster by doing the following: (a) think, “Oh, fuck it,” (b) look on the bright side, and if that doesn’t work, look on the funny side. If neither of the above works then maybe it is a disaster so turn to items 1 and 4. 13. Don’t expect the world to be safe or life to be fair.”
I will not fall for any of the following: alcoholics, workaholics, commitment phobics, people with girlfriends or wives, misogynists, megalomanics, chauvists, emotional fuckwits or freeloaders, perverts
9p.m. My flat. Feel very strange and empty. Is all very well thinking everything is going to be different when you come back but then it is all the same. Suppose I have to make it different. But what am I going to do with my life? I know. Will eat some cheese
I relate to Bridget Jones more than any other fictional character in the universe.
That being said I am going to bathe while listening to Chaka Khan, then proceed to watch romantic movies til suicidal thoughts race through my mind. Hoping a bottle of Rum and chocolate frosting appear magically while I am taking said bath, because frankly it is just one of those nights.
The easiest way to lose something is to want it too badly
Somewhere in this world, right now, someone else is telling a story. A different story. A saga, a romance, a tale of unforeseen death, it doesn’t matter. That’s why we’re still here: You can’t stop stories being told.
For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.
Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.
The longer I live the more I believe you do have to give if you wanna receive. There’s a time to listen, a time to talk, and you might have to crawl even after you walk. Had sure things blow up in my face,seen the longshot win the race. Been knocked down by the slammin’ door, picked myself up and came back for more.
Act like a lady, think like a boss
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.”
There are worlds out there where the sky is burning, and the sea’s asleep, and the rivers dream; people made of smoke and cities made of song. Somewhere there’s danger, somewhere there’s injustice, somewhere else the tea’s getting cold. Come on, Ace. We’ve got work to do
It’s a case of wanting to share in happiness and joy with others; I want to make others as happy as they make me. I want to meet someone who is just as excited to be with me as I am with them, and even more so sometimes
Life may be sad, but its always beautiful
I’ll send out a wish, I’ll send up a prayer and finally someone will see how much I care
In the vivid morning, I wanted to be myself. A heart. And at the evening’s end, I wanted to be my voice. A nightingale.
There’s a difference between compromising and settling for less than you deserve. The difference is one is something you should never do.
In my sky at twilight you are like a cloud and your form and color are the way I love them.
So let me ride the wind ‘til I don’t look back ,forget the life that I almost had. If I wander until I die, may I know whose hand I’m in if my home I’ll never find, then let me live again.
You can’t ascribe great cosmic significance to a simple earthly event. Coincidence, that’s all anything ever is, nothing more than coincidence… there are no miracles. There’s no such thing as fate, nothing is meant to be.
¿Donde esta la biblioteca? Me llamo T-Bone, la araña discoteca. Discoteca, muñeca, la biblioteca, es en la bigote grande, perro, manteca. Manteca, bigote, gigante, pequeña Cabeza es mi helada. cervesa es bueno! Buenas Dias! Me gusta papas frias! La bigote de la cabra es Cameron Diaz. Yeah, Boy! Yeah! What! Yeah. It’s 2009.