underestimated

only when i lost her
did i finally understand

only when I lost her for good
could i let her see the real man

and when i thought she would run
she stood and held a mirror to my face

and when i thought there was nothing i could say
she made me speak

and when i thought she would never understand
she found me

and when i thought she could never love me again
she kissed me

and when i thought she would never see me again
she said farewell my love, i'll see you next week

loves it

you can't fuck me
because i'm already fucked

you can't find me
because i'm already lost

you can't teach me
because i'm already gone

but if you love me
i will fall into your arms

-Tonya's monologue on Hung

sleeping habits

When I was a little girl I used to hate to sleep alone. I would ask my sister if I could sleep in bed with her to which she would always say no. So when she fell asleep I would sneak in bed with her and touch the tip of my toe on her leg. I would do it ever so gently so as to not wake her but this was the only way I could fall asleep. If we were touching, I was sure she was there.

I never got quite used to sleeping alone. These days I sleep on one side of the bed. I stack pillows on the other side and remain on my side all night although there is no one there to make room for. I suppose I'm waiting for him.

It's been nice to get a few good nights sleep lately.

FIFA 2010: from Sydney to Ibiza

For the past few weeks the World Cup has absolutely taken over. An excuse to gather together, take sides, shout at the television, start drinking at 10:00 A.M. and celebrate several times a week. Although I was pretty ambivalent to the result, which suited the vibe at the Kingswood nicely, I later found myself totally sober at the craziest Spanish party in the city! Viva Espana!

STEP IT UP

"I wish I had bought shares in Skype, because we Skyped every night for three or four hours. It felt as though part of me had been removed when Anna and I were apart."

-Stephen Moyer on his long distance relationship with Anna Paquin

passionatetenderness

One of the greatest love songs of all time and one of the most lovable characters in American film. Duckie, the guy who loves the girl, would do anything for her but will never get her. Why? Because women are stupid. She goes for the other guy. The say nothing, do nothing until the very last moment, soooo not good enough guy.

Now, if I were Molly, this would have been it for me. This is a man after his woman and you gotta respect that!

don't ask. don't tell.

"Do you ever question the way I feel about you?" she asks.
"No," he says instantly without a shred of doubt.
Long pause.
She's dying to give her answer in return.
He never asks.
She allows the silence to continue although it kills her.
He says he's tired.
They say goodnight.

In the days that follow, she feels the unanswered question looming.
She realizes he will never ask.
So she asks herself "do you ever question the way I feel about you?"