(Source: d-eaf)
A Testament
May there never be a true “goodbye.”
Love always,
Joey
So honey when you’re lonely on the road, you’re all on your own,
hanging outside at the back of the country show,
picture me there with hat down low,
a smile upon my face to let you know
that I would like to take you home, to the hills that I know.
Relationships, well Sigmund… Relationships are so… Fragile, that it takes one thing, just one tiny little offense, and it can snowball. And if that snowball starts to pick up speed, God forbid, you better tuck and go, my friend. …And bam! The shine’s off the apple. And that’s when you find out that that pretty little girl you married isn’t a pretty little girl at all. No, she’s a man-eater. And I’m not talking about the “whoa-whoa, here she comes” kind of man-eater. I’m talking about the kind that uses your dignity as a dishtowel to wipe up any shreds of manhood that might be stuck inside the sink. Of course, I may have tormented her from time to time; but, honest to God, that’s what I thought marriage was all about. So much so that, by the end of that relationship, I honestly don’t know who I hated more - her or me? I used to sit around and wonder… why our friends weren’t trying to destroy each other, like we were. And here, it turns out, the answer’s pretty simple: They weren’t unhappy. We were. Relationships don’t work the way they do on television and in the movies: Will they, won’t they, and then they finally do and they’re happy forever — gimme a break. Nine out of ten of them end because they weren’t right for each other to begin with, and half the ones that get married get divorced, anyway. And I’m telling you right now, through all this stuff, I have not become a cynic, I haven’t. Yes, I do happen to believe that love is mainly about pushing chocolate-covered candies and, you know, in some cultures, a chicken. You can call me a sucker, I don’t care, ‘cause I do…believe in it. Bottom line…is the couples that are truly right for each other wade through the same crap as everybody else, but, the big difference is, they don’t let it take ‘em down. One of those two people will stand up and fight for that relationship every time, if it’s right and they’re real lucky. One of them will say something.
Dr. Cox from Scrubs (via sakuramissingno)
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Charles Bukowski (via modernmethadone)
(Source: therealvagabondking, via pieces-of-the-sun)
Failing to find me at first keep encouraged,
Missing me one place search another,
I stop somewhere waiting for you.
(via lost-is-she)




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