“Sometimes the things that may or may not be true are the things a man needs to believe in the most. That people are basically good; that honor, courage, and virtue mean everything; that power and money, money and power mean nothing; that good always triumphs over evil; and I want you to remember this; that love, true love never dies. You remember that. Doesn’t matter if it’s true or not. You see, a man should believe in those things, because those are the things worth believing in.”—The Five People You Meet In Heaven (via inyerpantsbby)
Just scheduled classes for next semester even though I'm not sure where I'm living next semester.
School is going by so fast and I’ve been so busy. Now if other things in my life could come together that would be great. I have to find a new place to live in two weeks cause my roommates failed to mention that the lease was ending. If you live in Indy and have a room for rent let me know!
“I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all the people that I have met, all the women that I have loved; all the cities I have visited.”—Jorge Luis Borges (via chelseaumi)
One gets all of you, two's jealous, three gets even less, four divides you up then you're left pleasing all your guests.
I got to see Josh and Tyler yesterday; two guys I love to death but are in a separate parts of life from me. We sat around catching up at Josh’s house and then we headed out to take pictures around town. The shutter caught some quick memories and I left early in the night to get dinner with my girlfriend. I don’t even know what happened when we were eating dinner so I’m going to leave that out. Only thing to note from dinner is that we broke up. I supposedly can’t keep her happy so good for her for leaving me. I left her apartment to go to a birthday party of a newfound friend at a place downtown. I met a few new people, but wasn’t feeling social enough to stay. I made my way out to find a drink other than champagne. My friend Marissa wanted to see downtown with me last night so I met her at her house and we walked a mile into the middle of the city from her place. It was cold but the company kept me warm. Just outside of the circle we met up with a posse of friends celebrating both a bachelor party and a 21st birthday for two different people. I spent too much on a drink at that bar and my friends were too far ahead for me to even try to catch up. The crowd of people I became a part of were happy and boisterous. We were dancing down the street shouting to strangers and jumping onto each other’s backs. All the bars wanted too much money just to get through the door so Marissa and I decided to leave the city and go to Broadripple. It was a long walk back to her house for our cars so we agreed to take Kris with us so we could take his car. Kris was put in handcuffs about 5 minutes into our walk. They let him go and we promised to get him home safe. To cut this short we found the room at the Hilton that our friend Adam reserved but we were on a mission to find Kris’s car. An hour later after running all over the city we finally found it and we missed last call by minutes so we didn’t even stop in Broadripple. Marissa was smart enough to realize that Kris wouldn’t know where his car was so she left us before the whole ordeal started. Even though Kris doesn’t remember it I’ll always remember endlessly running around the city looking for that car. I’ll smile when I think about Perri dancing down the street in a blazer. I love my friends. I want us to get serious about something collectively. We should really be making music but they spend too much time drinking. Maybe now that winter is coming we’ll all get together to write something. I would really love that. I need something to get her off my mind. I’m planning some short trips stateside to find some culture. I need to gather myself. No more relationships. I want to make a short film about my life. I want to make music with my friends. I want to leave the country.