little kristyn, big world.

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November 8, 2009

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

Plays: 3

Tegan & Sara - “The Con”

I listened in.
Yes, I’m guilty of this.
You should know this.
I broke down and wrote you back,
Before you had a chance to,
Forget forgotten…
I am moving past this giving notice.
I have to go.
Yes, I know the feeling,
Know you’re leaving.

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November 8, 2009

In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flames by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.

— Albert Schweitzer (via quotewhore)

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November 8, 2009

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November 8, 2009

Being single used to mean that nobody wanted you. Now it means you’re pretty, sexy, and you’re taking your time deciding how you want your life to be and who you want to spend it with.

— Sex & the City (via quotewhore)

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November 8, 2009

I put my hand on him. Touching him was always so important to me. It was something I lived for. I never could explain why. Little, nothing touches. My fingers against his shoulder. The outsides of our thighs touching as we squeezed together on the bus. I couldn’t explain it, but I needed it. Sometimes I imagined stitching all of our touches together. How many hundreds of thousands of fingers brushing against each other does it take to make love?

— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close (via quotewhore)

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There is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else; they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.

— Chuck Klosterman, Killing Yourself To Live (via quotewhore)