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“Where would we walk? Where would we run? If we could stay...

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“Where would we walk?
Where would we run?
If we could stay all day in the sun?
Just you and me
And I could be
Part of your world.”

- The Little Mermaid

The neighborhoods of San Francisco

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sanfranliving:

The Tenderloin:

Pacific Heights:

The Sunset:

The Marina:

The Fi-Di:

The Haight:

Bernal Heights:

North Beach:

Noe Valley:

The Castro:

The Missions

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seetheelephant: Love Too Much Everybody plays a foolAnd I...

Wed, 15 Aug 2012 02:49:53 -0700

seetheelephant:

Love Too Much

Everybody plays a fool
And I thought that I was safe with you
I never thought you’d say, you’d be on your way
So take my hand, ‘cause I can’t move

If I was wrong, you should’ve let me know before
I don’t know if I can take this anymore

Staring down the barrel of a gun
About to pay the price for something I haven’t done
‘Cause you could end it all with just one touch
I guess my only crime is that I love too much

Can I make my last request
Just remember I’m the one who loves you best
And if there’s no way out, you could end it now
Without you I have nothing left to lose

If I was wrong, you should’ve let me know before
I don’t know if I can take this anymore

Staring down the barrel of a gun
About to pay the price for something I haven’t done
‘Cause you could end it all with just one touch
I guess my only crime is that I love too much

They tell me that I’m seeing things
You let me fall so easily
And how beautiful you are
But how dangerous is this love

Staring down the barrel of a gun
About to pay the price for something I haven’t done
‘Cause you could end it all with just one touch
I guess my only crime is that I love too much

Staring down the barrel of a gun
About to pay the price for something I haven’t done
‘Cause you could end it all with just one touch
I guess my only crime is that I love too much

Oh, I love too much
Yeah, I love too much
Oh, I love too much
Yeah, don’t love no more

This song. Whoa.

“…That doesn’t make you a bad person. It just means...

Wed, 15 Aug 2012 02:41:00 -0700

“…That doesn’t make you a bad person. It just means your heart is too big.”

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"The thing is: Obstacles aren’t there to impede you from getting to your destination; they’re there..."

Tue, 07 Aug 2012 20:17:00 -0700

“The thing is: Obstacles aren’t there to impede you from getting to your destination; they’re there to prepare you for it. Every moment of the waiting is preparing you for what you’re waiting for. Every person who breaks your heart is preparing you for the one who never will. And every challenge, detour, obstacle and adversity you face down and overcome is molding you, polishing you, turning you into the person you’re meant to be.”

"Before you can grow up, you must fall in love three times. Once, you must fall in love with your..."

Mon, 06 Aug 2012 19:47:02 -0700

“Before you can grow up, you must fall in love three times. Once, you must fall in love with your best friend, ruining your friendship forever. This will teach you who your true friends are, and the fine line between friendship and more. Once you must fall in love with someone you believe is perfect. You will learn that no one is perfect, and that you should never be treated as anything less than you deserve. And once, you must fall in love with someone that is exactly like you. This will teach you about who you are, and who you want to be. And when you’re through with all that, you learn that the people who care about you the most are the ones that you hurt, and the ones that hurt you are the ones that needed you the most. But most of all, you learn that love is only a concept and is not something that can be defined, it is different to each and every person on this earth, knowing that everyone wants to be loved.”

DEFINITION OF LOVE by Andrew LandonLove is a funny thing. You...

Mon, 06 Aug 2012 02:24:00 -0700

DEFINITION OF LOVE
by Andrew Landon

Love is a funny thing. You expect it to be easy. You expect it to be a world of roses and laughs and perfect moments that you find only in movies.

You expect her to always say the right thing, and always know exactly how you feel, or exactly how to react to it. You expect her to calm you down when you’re yelling or to chase you when you run away. You expect so much that you feel entirely, and utterly defeated when something doesn’t exactly match up with all your plans.

But that’s the thing. Love isn’t a plan. It doesn’t have a certain beginning and it certainly has no end or visible finish line to those deeply in it.

Love happens; it is so incredibly messy. People around you can’t comprehend why you do the things you do, or why you fight so hard for something that seems to cause you so much pain, because simply, they can’t see. They can’t see the invisible ring of insanity that surrounds you when you’re in love.

It’s inconvenient and painful and devastating at times, but we can’t live without it. What you don’t learn is how hard love is. How much work it takes. How much of ourselves we have to put into it. How it isn’t worth it until we are complete and utter idiots about it.

Love isn’t her calming you down when you yell. It’s her yelling, just as loud, just as hard, right back at you, right in your face to wake you up and to keep you grounded. It isn’t her/him bringing you roses everyday or cute things that make your relationship appear more presentable.

It’s after a long fight, that drains the life and bones right out of you both, and yet her showing up at your door the next morning anyway. It’s not her saying all the right things or knowing exactly how to handle you. So no, it’s not her caressing your hair and telling you everything is going to be alright. It’s her standing there, admitting she’s just as scared as you are.

You have to remember that with love, you’re not the only one involved. You’ve unknowingly put your life, your heart into the palms of another persons hands and said, here. Do what you will. Mash it into mince meat. Or forget I ever handed it to you. As long as you have it.

It makes us crazy. It makes reality invisible and it erases all the lines that we shouldn’t cross. Because love isn’t about fencing ourselves in; feeling safe, feeling sure about the future. It’s about scaring the shit out of every nerve in our body, but pushing forward anyway.

Because all the fighting and all the tears and all the uncertainty is worth it.

And it’s a hell of a lot better, than being 100% happy without someone to show us that there is a world of a difference between feeling ‘happy’ and feeling whole.

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"My thoughts tend to sound better in books I didn’t write, and in the songs I didn’t sing. Even then,..."

Thu, 26 Jul 2012 14:21:00 -0700

“My thoughts tend to sound better in books I didn’t write, and in the songs I didn’t sing. Even then, sometimes there is no piece of literature, no song, no work of art that can really explain the way you feel. There is a double-edge comfort in knowing that no one really knows.”

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simplyasoutherngirl: I will do this!

Wed, 18 Jul 2012 01:57:39 -0700

simplyasoutherngirl:

I will do this!

This is so ridiculously true.

Wed, 18 Jul 2012 01:32:00 -0700

This is so ridiculously true.