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• Not everyone has that little bit of goodness in them, but they deserve to be treated as if they did either way.
• Assume positive intent (but still lock your doors at night)
• People can change. But it is rare and obscenely difficult.
• Everyone deserves to be loved. In some way. Some are better at receiving it and some are better at giving it. And being the giver is a feeling unparalleled in this life.
• Absolute power doesn’t always corrupt absolutely.
• Trees are beautiful things.
• Bridges shouldn’t be burned. Decommissioned, but very rarely in anger.
• Movies will never have the power of music.
• Education is important. But that doesn’t mean college is too.
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So sue me.
I am being bombarded by a large amount of titles I haven’t seen, and some of which I’ve never heard of.
Geez.
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Per Lindsey’s request, I have picked up her username to keep it unpoached while she deals with some stuff in her head.
Lindsey is fine. She loves you all and if you need to talk to her, you should know how to reach her.
If not, give me a shout and I’ll pass it along.
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You’ve caused two of my favorite people to delete their tumblrs.
Grow up folks.
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After each of my previous tweetups, I experienced the same “post-tweetup depression” that many of you have mentioned and dealt with before.
But when I got back to Cleveland late Sunday night and back into routine Monday, I didn’t feel it at all. It was a perfectly relaxing weekend spent with some of the best people I have in my world.
But today is different.
I’m not depressed. But I am so profoundly sad.
These are the people I want to spend my time with. The people I value above almost all others. The people I love more dearly than I can expound on. The people that JUST GET IT.
Even the folks I didn’t know, or the folks I didn’t want to meet (not very many of those), at least they UNDERSTAND.
I don’t have those relationships here. As much as I love my best friend, I can’t talk with him about the same things I chatter on about with Lindsey or Jill or Chris or or…
Not can I just be with these people physically the way I am with my current friends around me here. And I don’t mean like that, just the hugs, the looks, the kisses.
There’s no one here for me like that.
Which certainly makes the strongest case for my Loosely Formulated Moving Plans, but none of them are in the same places….
And so I’m sad. I’m sad that while Jill and I have great phone and Kik conversations, I can’t hug it cuddle or walk with her. That Lindsey is close enough to kiss and yet so far away in our schedules, at the same time. That Chris and Wendy or Dan or Dan and Tara are all other places that I can’t be right now.
Not to mention all the other people that mean so much that I haven’t hugged yet.
So I may not be suffering from post tweetup depression. But I suffer for a little while nonetheless.
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Buying a Batman shirt, growing my hair shoulder length, and trying to become sexier.
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But now I need to make a serious post about Lindsey. Because she means so so so so much to me.
I was kinda excited to meet her the first time at MITU. Then I helped her back to the hotel after she had a few too many, and tried to invite a band to her room. But you’ve heard the many parts of that story already.
The experiences she’s shared with me are ones that I will treasure for the rest of my damn life. She is one of my dearest friends. I have tried a dozen times to put into words what Lindsey is to me.
I love your face right off, Linds. Let’s hang out again in less time that it took the last time.
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I mean, it’s not like she’s literally borrowed some clothing item from me every time we’ve seen each other.
Shown here in my size 12 Chuck Taylors. Which, on her, fit like clown shoes.
But hey. Cupcakes take priority over grace and dignity.
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See what happens when Jen goes and “overposts”?
I love you all, for definite.
Tumblr Crushes:
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Tumblr Crushes:
I don’t know how these things get figured out.
But this is a good list.
Happy Valentine’s Day, ladies.
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