My theory, based on facts, of course:

-Six-year-olds laugh an average of 300 times a day
-Adults only laugh 15 to 100 times a day
- a good bout of laughter provides a safety valve which shuts off the flow of stress hormones which is triggered by our biological ‘fight or flight’ response when we feel stress, anger or hostility.
-Stress has been linked ( Read more... )

Sunday marks 1 year.

from the back of your big brown eyes ( Read more... )

"I'm not a concept. Too many guys think I'm a concept or I complete them or I'm going to make them alive, but I'm just a fucked up girl who's looking for my own piece of mind. Don't assign me yours."

I've come to a conclusion about this. When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when ( Read more... )

when life hands me lemons, like broken keys, dramaticly fake friendships, disappointing love affairs, and gut wrenchingly emotional fights with those maternally close to me, i make lemonade. but i usually end up adding too much sugar, and spilling the lemonade on the kitchen floor, and then slipping in it. and cracking my skull, so that i have a ( Read more... )

"She's one of those characters so unique that she's hard to describe with words from the dictionary. If you'll permit me, she's nothing short of a miracle. Constantly in motion, keenly perceptive, graceful and awkward, she injects life into him." I love that this ideal woman of yours is flawed and happy. Usually we get one or the other. She's a ( Read more... )

My best friend and I sat in the car after school and talked for 2 hours about things that only best friends can understand. (if you don't have a Gina, i suggest you buy one because Ginas sure are nifty)

The world is full of so many things, and I don't even know one tenth of one percent of them. I've got this burning desire to do something that I ( Read more... )

My best friend makes me nunchuck/tazer/spears for my psychotic fits of laughter/rage on her free time AND amuses me to no end for an hour just sitting in a car in the middle of the night watching an old asian woman run around the block. I love her so big.

It was when I realized that the raven's name was Nevermore, that I stopped quoting him.

It's ( Read more... )

What if you were an actor, and you'd spent your whole life doing minor roles, then someone came along with the same exact name, and starred in something much more lucrative than anything you'd ever been in, then all of your acquaintances from junior high school started calling you and praising you for a job well done, and telling you how much you' ( Read more... )

I stopped writing for a while. I was told, once again, that no one understands me. I thought this over, and it seems like you feel this is a bad thing. Truth be told, I don't really want to be understood. The judicious lifestyle is just not for me. So, I apologize that my irrationality is making your life complicated, I just hope you understand ( Read more... )

I stayed online last night until 5:30 this morning talking to Matt and Allie, and I have come to the conclusion that it's the people you talk to in the wee hours of the morning who really get your noodle going.

Symbolism is never as vague as I would like it to be. Maybe, it's because I know you so well, or maybe it's because i'd use the same ( Read more... )