tell me why we're talking when we dance so good

so far my favorite albums of 2010 are --

of men and angels : the rocket summer

almost everything i wish i'd said the last time i saw you : wakey!wakey!

i have made mistakes today

this is my new favorite song to dance around to. my sister walked in while i was bouncing and dancing to it and she started dancing and spinning along with me, even though she didn't know the song at all. my new favorite record for this week. awesomesauce.

i met a girl who kept tattoos for all the homes that she had loved

this weekend i fell in love with a girl, even if it was only for a day (fourteen whole hours of a day) and i'll never see her again. i should've known it was coming the moment she stretched her dancer-like legs out on wednesday night and i was riveted. yesterday afternoon she spoke to me, once, "wow you are tall," but i stood there grinning like an idiot and not saying anything back, as i am wont to do.

it's real love

is it weird that i can't imagine myself ever falling in love or being intimate with someone? as much as i want it. i know i can't simply want a perfect being into existence. being alone is the only thing i have ever known, i've never known anything else for myself. i have gotten good at being alone and being happy that way. the only person we are sure that we have to spend our whole life with is ourself, so why not make myself happy that way? i don't want to be anybody's anything.

i am the hero of this story, don't need to be saved

i'm not sorry i met you, i'm not sorry it's over

this song is that moment where your mind is on something else entirely, you're just walking along and talking to your bestfriend, and then all of a sudden you hear their voice and completely unexpectedly they are right there, coming towards you, talking to you, and you are shocked into silence because it's been so long and you thought they were dead to you. but no, you are reminded against your will that they are very, very much alive and here. it is a horrible moment, like being thrown over a cliff with no one to pull you back. and then it's gone, they're gone, and you won't let yourself look back to see if they're still there, walking away from you like the universe hasn't flipped inside-out in those last four seconds.

live through this and you won't look back

she's better than the girl of my dreams. she's real.

"summer's not just a character. she's a phase in your life."

another truth.

you go on + i'll be happier

"i wonder what it is about fellas- they have this sick 6th sense and some alarm must go off inside their heads when they sense that us women are happy.moved on.notthinking aboutthem64timesday. where they need to just "check in" and remind me that they are not infact DEAD which I have completely fooled myself in feeling- you are gone, i buried you and all your bullshit 6 feet under."

truest thing i've heard all week.

i was weak then but i'm not now.