So I’m sitting here listening to Fragile No.4 by Dustin O’Halloran and I can’t stop crying.
I’m nearly done my application for Saic in Chicago. I know that if I get the money I have to go. But it’s so bittersweet.
Because in all the passion and love I have for filmmaking and wanting to go as far as I can with it, I can’t stop crying.
Because I’ll have to leave him if I go. He’s going to Montreal and I might be moving to the U.s. I can’t imagine living without him. He’s my best friend and who I love and everything. I have never ever felt the same about anyone and he’s the only person who understands things.
I don’t know what I’ll do if I can’t call him for no reason or curl up with him for endless hours because that’s the only thing that sometimes makes everthing all right.
And we’ve talked about it before and how we’ll never forget each other and he said I should make a film about us some day but I don’t want to. I don’t want to have to make the film end like I know it’ll have to.
Technically, it’s been a year and one day since our first date. He’s in the States visiting family for a week and I miss him already.
Whenever you feel a warm breeze brush against you, that’s the kiss I blew to you.
2:47 am • 3 January 2012
Before
going to get abs this year
11:56 pm • 1 January 2012
So I finished “Everything matters” and I sit with my eyes welled up with tears, out of happiness and thinking about those who I love.
I turn my head back and see a blue light flashing behind me.
All is right in the world for a moment.
11:21 pm • 12 December 2011
They lay in bed together on what should of been the party for Halloween night. Their clothing already disposed of as well as used goods.
The speakers rumbeled “She was the most beautiful girl in the world. I kissed her deeply.”
and he did the same.
11:28 pm • 30 October 2011
He used to say “Ill be the Jim Bailey of the ttc.” We used to go to Mrs Bridge’s bench in the cemetery. He was the only one who used to go with me to the bench. He’d always say “hey lets go” and we’d sit at lunch there.
You should go one last time.
No. No.
r.i.p
7:00 pm • 8 September 2011
“When someone is crying, of course, the noble thing to do is to comfort them. But if someone is trying to hide their tears, it may also be noble to pretend you do not notice them.”
— Lemony Snicket (via disfiguringelegance)
(Source: troubled, via jessicainreallife)
2:17 am • 25 August 2011 • 6,671 notes
