reminds me of Cassie..(:
“Mom, Listen, I haven’t been together with Topanga for twenty-two years, but we have been together for sixteen. Okay, that’s a lot longer than most couples have been together. I mean, when we were born, you told me that we used to take walks in our strollers together in the park. When we were two, we were best friends. I mean, I knew everything about this girl. I knew her favorite color. I knew her favorite food. Then we became six, you know, and Eric made fun of me because it wasn’t cool to have a best friend that was a girl or even know a girl, so for the next seven years I threw dirt at her. I like to call those “the lost years”. Then when I was thirteen, Mom, she put me up against my locker and she kissed me. I mean, she gave me my first kiss. She taught me how to dance. She was always talking about these crazy things and I never understood a word she said. All I understood was that she was the girl I sat up every night thinking about, and when I’m with her I feel happy to be alive. Like I can do anything. Even talk to you like this. So that’s, that’s what I feel is love, Mom, when I’m better because she’s here”
Spencer Finch - 366, Emily Dickinson’s Miraculous Year (2009)
This work is based on Emily Dickinson in 1862, when she wrote 366 poems in 365 days. It is a real-time memorial to that year, which burns for exactly one year. The sculpture is comprised of 366 individual candles arranged in a linear sequence, each of which burns for 24 hours. The colour of each candle matches a colour mentioned in the corresponding poem. For the poems in which no colour is mentioned, the candles are made out of natural paraffin.
I made a mistake before and lost him. This time I’m not gonna lose him. He means everything to me and I love that. He’s mine and I couldn’t have asked for anyone better. I love him. 💙
At this point nothing is gonna piss me off. I’m in a don’t care mood. He’s all that matters right now. :) ❤ And hell, I’m gonna “die” tomorrow. YOLO. #dontcare #apocalypse #youllhavethat
I don’t understand you sometimes. I know I’m an emotional and confusing teenage girl but you have to understand a few things. This week hasn’t been the greatest. I’m an emotional wreck and you instigating fights isn’t helping.You say I’m yours and that you love me but yet you go out with other girls. Yeah, I know you made the effort to come see me before I left but I wasn’t expecting you to come back into my life so quickly. And now you expect me to not get upset when you tell me your going to the movies with another girl, especially your ex-girlfriend. It’s all beyond confusing. Do I love you? Yes I do, more than anything. But if your not willing to put as much effort into us as I am then, as they say if you love something enough you have to let it go. That’s where I’m at with you.