days are just drops in the river to be lost always.

i just made a list in my head of all the people who really affected my heart. of all the people who i think are a piece of my mind and soul and self. and... man... what a beautiful list i have.

young today, old as a railroad tomorrow.

don't forget to cry.

you know that we already know its over.

wanna find myself by the sea, in another's company.

we live half in the day time, and we live half at night.

you used to have all the answers.

just let me down.

kevin ambrose grey.

i'm setting us in stone.

when i ain't sleeping, well, you know you find me crying.

living is a gamble, baby. loving's much the same.

why can't you tell me what i want to hear to help me get some rest, my darling?

go buy flowers you'll leave on its grave.

think back a year when everything stood at the surface.

you will always be the same.

these two nerds are my bestbudroommates. jake with the glasses and chris with the beanie. always, always. they call me the little one. and they make fun of me. and they look out for me. and i love them.

when i sail back home to you, i know exactly just what to do.

"in due time, autumn, too, vanishes."

a winters day in a deep and dark december.

i met this girl the last night.

the light from the streetlamp leaves a pattern on my wall.

a crying shame what we became.

watched it. finally. and it was beautiful. and dispite the minimal dialogue, i felt like this movie and i were talking the whole time.

and farewell to the girl with the sun in her eyes.

i will put my heart in your hands.

so much new music. !! so many new thoughts. !! and it's such a good feeling.

slowly we're talking underneath the pale moonlight.

you carry on in pictures and in song.

"i purely came over because i thought you looked extremely lonely. you have an extremely sensitive face."

— For Esmé with Love and Squalor, J.D. Salinger

you are the thing that makes up my dreams.