The question, how does a girl who jumps into a rabbit hole plummeting into chaos come out unchanged.. the answer- she doesn't.
--little black book
It starts slowly, small and gray. It is the promise that another day WILL dawn.
-Elizabethtown
And now that this scared little girl no longer follows me wherever I go, I miss her. I do. 'Cause there are things I wanna tell her... to relax, to lighten up, that it is all going to be ok. I want her to know that meeting people who like you, who understand you, who actually accept you for who you are, will become an increasingly rare occurrence. These people who contributed to who I am, they are with me wherever I go, and as history gets rewritten in small ways with each passing day, my love for them only grows. Because the truth is... it was the best of times. Mistakes were made, hearts were broken, harsh lessons learned, but all of that has receded into fond memory now. How does it happen? Why are we so quick to forget the bad and romanticize the good? Maybe it's because we need to believe that the time we spent together actually meant something, that we were there for each other in a time in our lives that defined us all, a time in our lives that we will never forget. I can't swear this is exactly how it happened. But this is how it felt.
-Dawson's Creek
* So what is the best ending in all of literature? Don't say Ulysses. Everyone says Ulysses.
* That's easy. Sentimental education by Flaubert.
* And what happens?
* Nothing, really. Just two old friends sitting around remembering the best thing that never happened to them.
* How do you remember something that never happened?
* Fondly. You see, Flaubert believed that anticipation was the purest form of pleasure... and the most reliable. And that while the things that actually happen to you would invariable disappoint, the things that never happened to you would never dim. Never fade. They would always be engraved in your heart with a sort of sweet sadness.
-Dawson's Creek
I guess I'm learning, little by little, that we decide what our lives are going to be. Things happen to us, but it is our reactions that matter
-Felicity
Remember tonight, for it is the beginning of always. A promise. Like a reward for persisting through life so long alone. A belief in each other and the possibility of love. A decision to ignore, simply rise above the pain of the past. A covenant, which at once binds two souls and yet severs prior ties. A celebration of the chance taken and the challenge that lies ahead. For two will always be stronger than one, like a team braced against the tempest civil world. And love will always be the guiding force in our lives. For tonight is mere formality. Only an announcement to the world of feelings long held. Promises made long ago. In the sacred spaces of our hearts.
-One Tree Hill
Friday, January 5, 2007
this is how i deal
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