go to the movies you selfish dreamer.
alright. random thoughts which i recorded along the course of the day:
A heart that is made of gold can’t really beat at all.
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everything i needed; everything i wanted, is right here; right now.
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This is a story about a man named Eddie and it begins at the end, with Eddie dying in the sun. It might seem strange to start a story with an ending. But all endings are also beginnings, We just don’t know it at the time.
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(hello moz,)
i am looking at all the christmas cards i made that i never gave, and the gifts i bought but are still in my drawers. after talking to andrew today, i realized how much of an indirect person i can be. i guess some things shldnt be left as notions floating in our very fragile (in more ways than one) mind but shld be made tangible; hard; concrete. it’s just too inappropriate to give them now, and i like to think that it’s really the thought that counts – my excuses. another thing i think he’s made me realize is how conflicted a person i am – how i try to offset a negative characteristic i have by becoming the exact opposite and end up having truly the best of both worlds – another thing i definitely shld be taking active steps against. in sum, i think i need to stop kidding myself.
point in view: i like talking to andrew. even if we don’t always say much.
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this may sound weird, but i’m going to read the glass menagerie just for kicks.