February 9 2012
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"She had never understood either of the men she had loved and so she had lost them both. Now, she had a fumbling knowledge that, had she ever understood Ashley, she would never have loved him; had she ever understood Rhett, she would never have lost him. She wondered forlornly if she had ever really understood anyone in the world."

— Gone with the Wind (via thewaspsnest)

(Source: sonhoedesrazao)

Cryptic posts are cryptic.

As terrible as things feel right now, I think they are about to get worse.

My Spidey sense is tingling in a bad way, and I really really really hope I’m not right.

February 6 2012
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"Don’t settle because you’re afraid you won’t find something better. Don’t compromise because you don’t want to be alone. Give your perfect life, lover and job time and space to grow into our life. Don’t rush, don’t hurry. Take your time, be easy, have patience. Allow everything to come to you with your subtle guiding and intending. Your days of constant chasing with little reward are over. Everything you’ve ever wanted and more coming to you, you just have to let it in with love, receptivity and non-judgment. Letting it in is how you become it."

— Jackson Kiddard  (via elige: ohheyychrissy)

(Source: towonderland)

Super Bowl? Super hungover.

Feeling nauseous and headachey again today, like I did all weekend.

It’s either because of this, or because I’m post-Super Bowl hungover.

(But really, the magnitude of my alcohol consumption last night was directly related to this, so I guess it all comes full circle.)

Take all the courage you have left,
Wasted on fixing all the problems
That you made in your own head.

lots of pain. lots.

Well yesterday was a banner day. 

12 hour work day (no lunch, of course). 6 days into my 17 day wait for an urgent-but-not-quite-ER-urgent medical issue associated with lots of discomfort. Plus major cramps (continuing today). Plus breaking up with the guy who I had thought was perfect, who I had been crazy about and told my family that I could see spending the rest of my life with. A draining conclusion to a rough couple weeks.

I’m contemplating staying in bed all day, but I know that’s not going to make anything hurt less. I just wish I could be numb, just for a little.