January 2010
34 posts
December 2009
25 posts
so i now have an obsession...
dear tumblr,
today ashlee addicted me to finding beautiful meaningful pictures and re-blogging. i’m relieved because these blogs that she and hilary showed me were exactly what i’d been looking for. but now it seems i can’t stop looking. there is beauty in everything, especially in love.
even when things aren’t going as you’d like, it’s still okay because the...
[et enfin...]
by the way, and i don’t know if you read these, but on the off-chance you do, you intrigue me.
you seem to love love as much as i do. you’re so unique. i want to know more about you.
and i forgot to say before,
love, lissa.
more prattle d'amour.
i’m medicated now, so i just realized i lied before, i have more to say.
i miss kissing in the rain, kissing in the snow, fogging up the car windows cuz there was nowhere else to go. [hehe that rhymed.]
the question, did i love him or did i love being “loved?” was i in love with the idea of being in a relationship? for that matter does that corrupt my desires for love now? is...
a meaningless rant about love-related things.
sometimes i wish i’d lived in simpler times. boy likes girl, they court, ba da boom ba da bang, done. 20s, 40s, same deal. boyf comes home from war to see his still tirelessly devoted girl, they reunite at a club, listen to some good music, swing dance, they’re in love forever and live beautiful lives. as i said in my senior paper this year, i basically have beef with the times we live...
The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in...
– Moulin Rouge
numero uno, & feeling unusual.
hola folks =)
so this here is post number one, but i quite enjoy mixing languages, so it’s also numero un (spanish/french) or umbernay hana (pig latin/korean). yeah…my knowledge of languages is relatively limited, so mostly i just stick to franglais…
i suppose now i should explain the description thingy i wrote up there…basically i suck at conveying my thoughts and...