Nobody's Baby, Everybody's Girl

I'm just a sleep-deprived, half-crazy, college student from KY. I watch WAY too much tv and complain/comment about random stuff. Enjoy!

And so, when a person meets the half that is his very own, then something wonderful happens: the two are struck from their senses by love, by a sense of belonging to one another, and by desire, and they don’t want to be separated from one another, not even for a moment.
Plato, The Symposium 

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I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.

Mary Shelley, Frankenstein. (via riverran)

#mary shelley #this quote though #it’s all kinds of wonderful #hey remember that time one asswipe was like you have 30 seconds to name something invented by a woman… #…and Mary was like SCIENCE FICTION MOTHERFUCKERS #that was awesome #thanks Mary Shelley (via snappily)

And the next time someone starts claiming that teenage girls have ruined the horror genre with romance or whatever you can be like, hey dicksmack, teenage girls and romance built your genre so sit the fuck down.

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i want this tattooed on me at some point

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Mary Shelley fucking invented your favourite genre motherfuckers. You owe her Kirk and Vader and every goddamned Joss has ever done that’s made you cream your pants. Created when she was a teenager cause, hey, that’s how she rolled. She took love and showed it as the powerful, terrifying, all-encompassing, ruthless, wrathful thing it is. 

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MY QUEEN

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And I would like to add:

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Love does NOT mean never having to say that you’re sorry. Instead love means saying that you’re sorry and actually MEANING it.
Overheard Conversations

Here we stand
Somewhere in between this moment and the end
Will we bend
Or will we open up and take this whole thing in

Everybody else is smiling
Man, their smiles don’t fade
You don’t even wonder why
You just don’t think that way

Maybe you and me got lost somewhere
We can’t move on and we can’t stay here
Maybe we’ve just had enough
Well, maybe we ain’t meant for this love

You and me tried everything
But still that mockingbird won’t sing
Man this life seems hard enough
Well, maybe we ain’t meant for this love

Take my hand
I will lead you through the broken promise land
Yes I can, oh, yes I can
I can be there when you need it
I’ll give it all ‘til you can’t feel it anymore

I don’t wanna love you now
If you’ll just leave some day
I don’t wanna turn around
If you’ll just walk away …

"Mockingbird" by Rob Thomas

Hopeless Romantic …

Just when I think that you can see finally see me,

you turn your blind eyes away.

Trying to show you exactly what you mean to me and left grasping for the right words to say.

And I realize just how far the shadows around you stretch, too deep for me to ever penetrate.

That’s what I get for attempting to rearrange our fate.

Trying to call to you, like screaming into a void.

The winding tendrils of cruel destiny leave me anxious and annoyed.

The howling abyss of silence is the only answer I will receive.

My compulsive nature keeps pushing you to leave.

How do I wake your conscious mind at last?

It’s always too much, too fast.

What will it take to make me real to you?

It seems that there’s nothing more for me to do. 

I guess I’ll have to compose a sign language of my own making to get you to truly hear me.

I wish I could just let it rest, let it be.

I don’t know why I’m so driven to snag a moment of your attention, to break your concentrated disinterest.

Every conversation, it seems, becomes a hidden contest.

I know that I need to let it all go, but it’s so difficult once it starts. 

I suppose I’m still a hopeless romantic at heart.

Feeling sorrow
for all the things you had to steal and borrow.
Bring back the days we had before tomorrow
relapse and then collapse into yourself once more.

Waiting for this life to change seems like it’s taking me forever
and I can’t hold on. This light is breaking into the day
This life is going to change seems like it’s taking me forever
And I can’t hold on. This light is breaking into the day

Void I can’t fill.
The doctor tells me to relax and stand still
Prescribes me a new pill to quell my anger.
Wish I could make her pull herself up off the floor

Waiting for this life to change seems like it’s taking me forever
and I can’t hold on. This light is breaking into the day
This life is going to change seems like it’s taking me forever
And I can’t hold on. This light is breaking into the day
Again, into the day, again

Waiting for this life to change seems like it’s taking me forever
and I can’t hold on. This light is breaking into the day
This life is going to change seems like it’s taking me forever
And I can’t hold on. This light is breaking into the day

Take time to contemplate who you are and where you want to go.
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Into the day.

"Waiting" by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Every introvert alive knows the exquisite pleasure of stepping from the clamor of a party into the bathroom and closing the door.
Sophia Dembling - The Introvert’s Way: Living a Quiet Life in a Noisy World  (via ohthisismuchworse)

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Dear Tumblr,

I know that you occasionally like to go on a drunken bender (truth be told, so do I) which often results in a glitchy hangover for the site (I know its not just my old dinosaur of a computer), but could you please refrain from doing so in the middle of the week? Save that stuff for the more customary time of ‘happy hour’.

Sincerely,

Everybody

I miss the taste of a sweeter life
I miss the conversation
I’m searching for a song tonight
I’m changing all of the stations

I like to think that we had it all
We drew a map to a better place
But on that road I took a fall
Oh baby why did you run away?

I was there for you
In your darkest times
I was there for you
In your darkest nights

But I wonder where were you?
When I was at my worst
Down on my knees
And you said you had my back
So I wonder where were you?
When all the roads you took came back to me

So I’m following the map that leads to you
The map that leads to you
Ain’t nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following to you
The map that leads to you
Ain’t nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following

I hear your voice in my sleep at night
Hard to resist temptation
‘Cause something strange has come over me
And now I can’t get over you
No, I just can’t get over you

I was there for you
In your darkest times
I was there for you
In your darkest nights

But I wonder where were you?
When I was at my worst
Down on my knees
And you said you had my back
So I wonder where were you?
When all the roads you took came back to me

So I’m following the map that leads to you
The map that leads to you
Ain’t nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following to you
The map that leads to you
Ain’t nothing I can do
The map that leads to you

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Yeah yeah yeah
Oh oh oh

Oh, I was there for you
Oh, in your darkest time
Oh, I was there for you
Oh, in your darkest nights

Oh, I was there for you
Oh, in your darkest time
Oh, I was there for you
Oh, in your darkest nights

But I wonder where were you?
When I was at my worst
Down on my knees
And you said you had my back
So I wonder where were you?
When all the roads you took came back to me

So I’m following the map that leads to you
The map that leads to you
Ain’t nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following to you
The map that leads to you
Ain’t nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following …

"Maps" by Maroon 5