January 17, 2013 § 7 Comments
I wanted to share this quote from Mike Birbiglia’s, Sleepwalk With Me, cause its kind of super adorable. xo
“I think our whole lives, no matter how low our self-esteem gets there’s some part of us that thinks, “I have a secret special skill that no one knows about, and if they knew, they’d be amazed.” And eventually we meet someone who’s like, “You have a secret special skill!” And you’re like, “I know! So do you!” And they’re like, “I know!” And then you’re like, “We should eat pizza ice cream together.” And that’s what love is. It’s this mountain of pizza ice cream and delusion.”
I Want To Kiss You Right On Your God Damn Face:
January 3, 2013 § 2 Comments
A friend of mine recently threw a dinner party where not only one but two of her ex’s were in attendance. The only thing I could reason was, that sneaky little hooker must be planning some sort of ambush or at the very least an intervention. All night I waited for the drama to unfold. Only it didn’t. I was mildy disgusted at how smoothly the whole thing went.
For the most part I try not to stay in contact with anyone whose ever broken my heart. It’s kind of a rule of mine. Thinking back on those moments together gives me an overall sense of ickiness I can only really compare to walking through spiderwebs.
I just don’t see the point in keeping friendships like that. My thought is, if you can stay friends with an ex; either you aren’t really friends or that’s all you ever were. It took me a long time but I finally realized some bridges are worth burning. It was a different life. A different me.
Sure I can say, I’m glad it all happened. I learned a very valuable lesson from the countless hours I spent giving a f*ck but we all know that’s bullshit. If I could completely erase every memory, I wouldn’t hesitate for a second. I’m not that sentimental.
Good Luck With Your Face: