Jdot's Random Writing Stuff

This would be the page of random essays and quotes... knock yourself out

    It's crazy, that's what it is. It's when people he's never met know his life story because you just can't stop talking about him. It's when he's your day, your night, your sunrise, your sunset, the stars and the moon and your favorite stuffed animal, a million things at once. It's warm cookies with cold milk, a cozy couch with a sappy movie you could recite line for line. It's comfortable in its familiarity... yet somehow, there is always something new to discover, like it just keeps getting better. It's that song you memorized and you can't get out of your head because maybe you don't want to. It's your best friend, your mentor, the person you care about so much it hurts. Kicked-in-the-shins hurts and a horror movie you're afraid of but you just can't look away.

     It's- he's- indescribably amazing, Mary Poppins perfect. He's perfect in his imperfection; every thought is insightful and every bad joke is laugh-till-it-aches funny. It's flying while you're still standing, smiling while you cry. It's working harder than you ever have to be subtle yet subjective, the perfect blend of I'm-so-madly-in-love-with-you and oh-we're-just-friends. It's actually listening to the details, reading between the lines, taking out the garbage before anyone asks you to. It's about finding that connection, that meant-to-be connection, the signs and the similarities and even the differences that make you so... sure. He completes you.

     Maybe nothing will happen. Maybe you'll forget all about him and he'll have no major impact on your life. But you wouldn't bet on it. He's taught you, broken your shell and introduced you to the world. It's about the experiences, the lessons, the moments and the memories and the fact that maybe you actually meant something to someone. Mostly, it's about love. Not fairy tale happily-ever-after love, real good-times-bad-times-today-tomorrow-and-the-rest-of-my-life love, love that you're afraid you'll never feel again because maybe you're not feeling it now. Maybe it's all in your head. But you wouldn't bet on that, either. It's about understanding that some things never change and some do, but that's a part of life you have to be ok with, and that some people are never going to love you and you have to be ok with that, too. It's about the best thing you never had. It's about you.
                   -Jdot

Water Buffalos make me happy

I would not like to be stepped on by a Kiwi. It looks painful.

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I always knew that the perfect guy was out there. I've known since I was a kid and Barbie married Ken. Ken might pretend to like Barbie's best friend to make Barbie jealous, and Barbie might move to Portugal just to see if Ken would follow her, but in the end, they were always together and everything was forgiven. The thing is, the game always ended after Barbie and Ken got together, so I never really knew what would happen once I met the guy I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I figured I'd want the rest of my life to start right away, but I also kind of thought it would be like living in one of those invisible boxes mimes always pretend to be trapped in. People can see you and know some kind of force field surrounds you, but they can't tap into it or break it. Our love would be our mime box. -Jdot

There must be a million people all over the world who never get any love letters. I could be their leader. -Charlie Brown

We like the same kind of music. That alone could be the basis for our non-existant relationship, but I guess it doesn't really count because the main reason I like it is because it reminds me of you. And my unrequitted love is, by no means, the basis for a relationship. How about the fact that we both hate your ex? I mean, even though you hate her in the sense that she doesn't love you anymore and I hate her in the sense that she had the gall to love you in the first place, we have that in common. Ok, how about the fact that we were always there for each other? If I had a major English exam worth 90% of my grade the next day and I hadn't started studying, I'd forsake it to hear about your dead goldfish. Seriously. And I'm sure you'd do the same for me... after your soccer game and if there was nothing good on television. I know I don't even come close to Seinfeld reruns, but I bet you'd pick me over Jeopardy, at least. But it's all worth it. I love talking to you... if sometimes it seems that I'm not paying attention, I'm lost in the sound of your voice. If I'm staring off into space, it's because I'm afraid to look in your eyes for fear of melting, right on the spot. I come off as desperate, needy... and it's not like I couldn't live without you, it's just that I wouldn't want to live such an shallow, empty shell of a life. It's funny how I devote so much of my day to thinking about you, wondering if you're smiling and hoping you are. Funny in the sense that tears run down my face and I wonder how many more years until my sentence is complete... how long until I'm free of you? Great, so now you think I'm crazy. But just know that you're the one who drove me to insanity and somehow I love you all the more for it. -Jdot





		Here are a couple of fun teen-angst quotes for you... Do you ever look back and think... how could I love him? Then you remember... how could I not? Sometimes I can't even breathe without thinking of you first... I'm still in love but I'm one of the million hearts you'll someday break Kill me while I still believe that you were meant for me I wish I could tell you how I feel because I'm so scared this could be my last chance... It's like you think you're safe or something because you can just leave, anytime, because you don't, like, need him. But the thing you don't realize is... you're wrong Have you ever wanted something so bad you couldn't breathe? I can't breathe I alone am the one you don't know you need ((eve 6)) And you think I only think about you when we're both in the same room... Tears are the words the heart can't say When I see you smile and know it's not for me... that's when I'll miss you the most You know how they say that everybody has that one special love in their life that they never forget... I know I'm probably not yours... but you're mine Often the two people most meant for each other are the last to see it The moment may have ended, but the memories will last forever... How lucky I am to have known someone so hard to say goodbye to... Of all the words, tounge and pen, the saddest are "it might have been" I heard somewhere that everyone has five dreams a night, whether they remember them or not. That's what, 30 billion dreams? One of them has got to be about me. There are only two kinds of love stories that I know of... boy loses girl or girl loses boy And the truth is... you could slit my throat, and with my one last gasping breath I'd apologize for bleading on your shirt. I will never ask you if you don't tell me. I live in a little place called reality where things like that don't happen... Still waiting for a good day... All I'm saying is that somewhere out there is the man you're supposed to marry. And if you don't get him first, someone else will, and you'll have to spend the rest of your life knowing someone else is married to your husband. One night, the moon said to me, "If he makes you cry, why don't you leave him?" I looked at the moon and said, "Moon... would you leave your sky?" And one point, your heart has to chose between the one you've always loved and the one you truly love... I probably shouldn't be telling you this.. but... no matter what you do to me, I'm still here. For some crazy reason, I'll stick around through the bad times and the fights. I'll make up excuses for why you didn't call, why you didn't care. I'll keep coming back for more even when you push me away. My friends say I can do better, but do I really want to? I think I'm just staying around so that someday, when I do walk out for good, you'll look back and say, "Wow... that girl really loved me." I wonder how many people never get the one they want but end up with the one they're supposed to have She loves him more than he'll ever know, he loves her more than he'll ever show.

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