lyrics to love.

I meant what I said when I said I would settle down with you although I know it's not something that you were asking me to do.

And I know we are young but we won't always be, so marry me; lets not be that predictable young couple changing, moving on.

But I can tell by watching you that theres no chance of pushing through.
The odds are so against us; you know most young love it ends like this.

and classnotes. i love classnotes with amanda.

an email to love on a tuesday morning:

spooning.

[without motives]

"A better world has gotta start somewhere. Why not with you and me?"

"Albert Camus wrote that the only serious question is whether to kill yourself or not.
Tom Robbins wrote that the only serious question is whether time has a beginning and an end.
Camus clearly got up on the wrong side of bed, and Robbins must have forgotten to set the alarm.
There is only one serious question. And that is:
Who knows how to make love stay?"

a princess, an outlaw, the purpose of the moon, and the problem with redheads. the perfect sort-of love story for a lazy sunny day.

to listen to while eating cereal:

all summer this song has made me smile shamelessly:

coming home.