tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88716678006187400902024-02-08T07:39:18.275-08:00listen:quotes, lyrics, poems, passages and whatnot. a blog for unoriginal thoughts running around in Chel's head.Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.comBlogger235125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-71135279780375833902015-05-13T10:05:00.001-07:002015-05-13T10:05:21.876-07:00Just the wordsThe world is hard because you may wake up today but not tomorrow.<br />
<br />
And yet no one will accept "<em>fear of death and a futile existence</em>" as a reasonable excuse to miss work.Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-38266839993644848662015-05-11T19:39:00.000-07:002015-05-11T19:39:58.652-07:00From a pink sticky note on my wallThere are lots of ways of being <b>miserable</b>,<br />
but there's only one way of being <i>comfortable</i>,<br />
and that is to stop running 'round after happiness.Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-53378993441958837502015-05-10T20:11:00.000-07:002015-05-10T20:11:01.725-07:00The Bastards Tied Me DownYou may continue to call it a breakup.<div>
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I will continue to call it an exorcism.</div>
Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-20512438857781201012015-05-06T21:22:00.000-07:002015-05-10T20:23:57.660-07:00BookwormYou think your pain and your heartbreak are <i>unprecedented</i> in the history of the world<br />
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but then you <b>read</b>.</div>
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It was books that taught me the things that tormented me most were the very things that <u>connected</u> me with all the people who were alive, or had ever been alive.Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-31818203436061858122015-04-30T20:20:00.000-07:002015-05-10T20:21:40.453-07:00Lemonade on a cool dayAnd I urge you to please notice when you are happy,<br />
and <b>exclaim</b> or <i>murmur</i> or <u>think</u> at some point,<br />
<div style="text-align: right;">
" If this isn't nice,</div>
<div style="text-align: right;">
I don't know what is. "</div>
Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-35342570570855805832015-04-28T17:47:00.000-07:002015-04-28T17:47:08.060-07:00Even Though I Don't Miss YouThe space in my life I've designated for you seems to be much too big, and you seem to have a low to medium-level of interest in being there.Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-22172934683902741012015-04-27T22:30:00.000-07:002015-04-28T17:51:49.639-07:00PossiblyMaybe it's condescending of me, and further damaging to you, to assume I had an impact on your wellbeing that warrants this kind of nighttime mania.Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-3679703342640522242015-04-19T23:09:00.000-07:002015-04-19T23:09:33.985-07:00Meeting MartiansI replied in our good old English tongue merely to convince him that neither of us could understand the other; but I noticed that when I smiled slightly on concluding, he did likewise. This fact, and the similar occurrence during my first talk with Tars Tarkas convinced me that we had at least something in common; the ability to smile, therefore to laugh...Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-74192602922616691402015-04-05T21:37:00.002-07:002015-04-05T21:37:59.980-07:00Honestly<div style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; padding: 0px !important; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Now, experts disagree.<br style="box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer;" />Were we unhappy or sublime?<br style="box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer;" />We’ll have to wait until the next time<br style="box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer;" />an angel comes rapping at the door<br style="box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer;" />to rejoice docently.</span></div>
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<div style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; padding: 0px !important; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">(<b>I know there’s a way to do this.</b>)</span></div>
Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-1907793488312950152015-03-17T06:24:00.001-07:002015-03-17T06:24:22.898-07:00Time-bombIt was like a <b>time-bomb</b> set into motion;<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">
we knew that we were <i>destined</i> to explode.</div>
<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">
& if I have to <u>pull</u> you out of the <b>wreckage</b>,</div>
<div style="text-align: right;">
you know I'm <i>never</i> gonna let you go—</div>
Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-86580503508300221992015-03-16T06:47:00.002-07:002015-03-16T06:47:57.256-07:00The science guyEveryone you will ever meet knows something you don't.Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-13274259454537050352015-03-15T22:04:00.002-07:002015-03-15T22:04:30.356-07:00InfinityThe prisoners and the jailers slept under the same stars.Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-17599114745897653512015-03-13T05:40:00.000-07:002015-03-13T05:40:38.229-07:00End This Way<br />
<div style="text-align: start;">
<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); text-align: center;">It could have been much worse,</span></div>
<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: start;">
but it should have been better...</div>
</span>Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-20784558520438325852015-03-02T07:24:00.000-08:002015-03-01T19:24:50.132-08:00Grendel"Why can't these creatures discover a little dignity?" I ask the sky. The sky says nothing, predictably. I make a face, uplift a defiant middle finger, and give an obscene little kick. The sky ignores me, forever unimpressed.Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-12950685519860526472015-03-01T19:13:00.001-08:002015-03-01T19:13:24.786-08:00Scarlet PimpernelA woman's heart is such a complex problem -- the owner thereof is often most incompetent to find the solution of this puzzle.Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-69299115372393460372015-02-28T11:53:00.000-08:002015-02-28T11:53:00.561-08:00Pinky swearI'm never gonna fall --<br />
but I'm never hard to <em>catch</em>.Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-1113919527381597602015-02-27T05:19:00.000-08:002015-02-27T05:19:13.731-08:00A similar rule applies to catsOutside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend.<br /><br />Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read.Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-38008498440067678382015-02-26T17:26:00.001-08:002015-02-26T17:26:51.476-08:00Thanks, Notepad++Freedom of expression is like the air we breathe, we don't feel it, until people take it away from us.Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-49444213547534125842015-02-25T06:44:00.002-08:002015-02-25T06:45:53.650-08:00The Count of Monte Cristo“All human wisdom is contained in these two words - wait and hope” Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-90112757554266641462015-02-23T21:18:00.000-08:002015-02-26T21:19:02.503-08:00Pulp Fiction and Pot Bellies"You think guys would find that attractive?"<br />
<br />
"I don't give a damn what men find attractive.<br />
<div>
It's unfortunate what we find pleasing to the touch and pleasing to the eye is seldom the same."</div>
Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-21977454552634632572015-02-20T11:41:00.000-08:002015-02-28T11:59:12.046-08:00Reminiscent of my grandpa's sentimentsMrs. Sen glanced at Mr. Sen, who nodded.<br />
<br />
Eliot's mother nodded, too, looking around the room. "And that's all ... in India?"<br />
<br />
"Yes," Mrs. Sen replied. The mention of the word seemed to released something in her. She neatened the border of her sari where it rose diagonally across her chest. She, too, looked around the room, as if she noticed in the lampshades, in the teapot, in the shadows frozen on the carpet, something the rest of them could not. "Everything is there."Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-14595453975672357322014-05-28T11:36:00.002-07:002014-05-28T11:36:08.614-07:00The Road“You have my whole heart. You always did. ”Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-45401798253832667322014-05-27T15:57:00.001-07:002014-05-27T15:57:12.649-07:00All the Pretty Horses“Between the wish and the thing<div>
<div>
the world lies waiting.” </div>
</div>
Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-29759615210391948212014-05-06T22:04:00.002-07:002014-05-06T22:04:52.478-07:00From "Exploiting My Baby"I have to do crazy shit like talk about my fucking heart, but at least cursing makes me feel less vulnerable and stupid about it. Fucking heart.Chelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8871667800618740090.post-47789480187871173822014-05-02T13:24:00.002-07:002014-05-02T13:24:41.691-07:00Comfortably miserableBut isn't it beautiful?<br />
The way we fall apartChelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796360145780876312noreply@blogger.com0