“If my heart could explode into a billion tiny pieces
and scatter themselves all over the world.
If I could live on sunlight and the city sounds
and fall asleep in those thousands of lighted windows.
I wonder if this world will ever make sense to me,
if I will ever truly understand anything
and if there’s really anything to understand at all.”—~ Forever the Stars (via gatekeeper)
It was amazing and horrible and beautiful and sad.
The first half of the week was rainy and cloudy and bleh. But it was the beach. So we played and fished and did all the things you don’t normally do in the rain.
Then on Monday we found out that Uncle Kevin died. Uncle Kevin is my Aunt Joyce’s brother ((so my Uncle Terry’s wife’s brother)). But our families are all really close and we grew up together. So yeah, I have lots of memories of Uncle Kevin. So on Thursday we went to the viewing and the funeral. Which was super rough and super hard.
Then the rest of the week was good. If there is a place to be when your sad I think Captiva is the place.
Also, I had a dream about Uncle Kevin Thursday night. We we’re all fishing together on the beach and he called me down to the water cause he wanted me to reel in the fish that was on his line. I have never been fishing with Uncle Kevin but it seemed like maybe this was the time to do it.
Anyway. Captiva was fabulous. Even though there was an unexpected twist it was still a lovely trip.
This is the last song that I write While still in love with you This is the last song that I write While you’re even on my mind ‘Cause it’s time to leave those feelings behind Oh, ‘cause blue skies are coming But I know it’s hard
dude. i used to listen to this album on repeat. i was so sad then. haha. but i kind of miss the music. so i might make it my new happy music.
Some cute old man was walking her down the side of the road seeing if she would lead him to her home. He was so cute and he started crying and I felt really sad for him. Because he had spent all day with her and seemed like he really liked her a lot.
But thank you for all your prayers. She’s home safe and sound.
I’ve never had a constant favorite song, but this is my favorite atm.
one of my best friends from high school just now discovered this band. even though i told him about them like more than 6 month ago. he’s a stubborn little shit. but if i know him at all, i know that he will like this song a lot.
after almost two months. my room is almost done. i’ll put up pictures soon.
but the closet is turquoise (and a walk in… which makes me happy). and my room is a really light pink. and i have super girly curtains (like a frilly see through white). and then i got a new bedspread that is a white quilt with turquoise flower stitching (i love it). and then i have these paper stars hanging from my light and one is green which does not match but i dont even care. and my pictures are hanging and pretty much all i need is a big peice for behind my bed.
It was a rough day, America. And we all have the right to be unhappy with the United States’ loss against Ghana. But let’s break down our disappointment. Disappointment is a good thing. It means that we wanted more. The key word there is want. Not need.
So how exactly did they let us all down? A poor performance? Fair enough. Failing to snatch a spot in the quarterfinals? Of course. Letting down millions of Americans who were watching their nation’s side for the first time? Well yes, that too. The World Cup isn’t about capturing supporters that are not loyal, it is about playing football in a manner that impresses the entire world. But going back to our disappointment, were these hopes really anything more than avaricious desires?