Believe in me, because I don't believe in anything

I want something to believe in and someone to look up to.

There is no rest for the wicked.

Young girl. Violins. Center of her own attention.

- Daughter, Pearl Jam

There's a fault in the approach.

State of mind: Pensive

Cheesecake for breakfast.

Category: Who could ask for anything more?
Mood: Happy

Butterflies in my head.

If there's one thing I, with a certainty and absolutely never want to be, it's obsessed about fashion.

Category: Disengage

The girls are going to end up with brain damage if they keep watching Barbie and the Dream House.


Category: Low grade lampoonery

When I see pictures of them. Five girls, not six, I wonder what's more important, being entertained, (because it is important and they are entertaining) or someone who's got your back.

You're not the type that would ever take betrayal lightly.

In your place, I would have done exactly the same and felt the loss just as deeply. 

Seriously

It all comes back to this. About how seriously we take it all and ourselves.

Someone was crying about not being able to get a cigarette the other day and a friend simply said this, almost to himself, "It's not the difference between poverty and wealth."

She, my sister's leaving.

Her younger girl protests. "If  you go, I'm going to sleep on the sofa. No, the floor!" She's all of 5, little Maya.
Her elder more understanding sister wants to know, "How many weeks will you be gone for?" "52." My sister replies. "That's a lot of weeks!" Says Megan. She's 7.


I try not to think about going aways. I claim that I don't miss people. When people go away, it makes me sad and missing people is pointless.

Live. Trust in the resilience of people.  

And don't worry. We won't let her sleep on the floor.

Category: Advice
Type: Free

Unfortunately, you can't be both wildly popular and only let smart people in.
- Ryan Carlyle, Subsea Hydraulics Engineer

All I want to do is read. I'm doing everything but.

People can often end up being nameless faces. With mouths.

I hate shopping. And yet, I will.

Feeling an awful lot like a hamster.

I did none of the things I meant to do.
Instead, I spent the whole day with someone.
Someone like me.

Talking.

Strip me of my pretensions. One is ordinary after all, with the commonest of woes and wanting the most superficial of joys.

- Aditi

You're more likely to be noticed if you're standing on your head.
:)

Dimwits