A new journal
She…. She needs a new journal. The one she has is problematic. To get to the present, she needs to page through the past and when she does, she remembers things and her new journal entries become, for the most part, reactions to the days she regrets, wants to correct, rewrite.
I’ve never forgotten him. Dare i say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love. Such is the strangeness of the human heart. I still cannot understand how he could abandon me so unceremoniously, without any sort of goodbye, without looking back even more. That pain is like an axe that chops at my heart.
—Yann Martel
Together we faced the cold outside, No one can say we didn’t try, And I will never give you up or let you go, Together we faced our final fears, Remember the moments that we shared, That’s why I’ll never give you up or let you go
—Blue - Curtain Falls (via studentsoundtrack)
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I got your emails, You just don’t get females now, do you? What’s in my heart, Is not in your head, anyway, Mate, you’re too late, And you weren’t worth the wait, now were you? It’s out of my hands, Since you blew your last chance when you played me
—Pixie Lott - Cry Me Out (via studentsoundtrack)
(Source: ourinternalsoundtrack)
