Fall/Spring Semester.

S.A.T.

Roy:You know, a lot of people would think these questions are difficult... not me.
Desmond: No?
Roy: No. These questions all have answers.

Pretty Day.

So You Know...

" We should all be so lucky to have someone who will never let us go."
— Ally McBeal

Crack.

Neat.

YellowCard

I Miss City Streets

Pandora's Box

The Perfect Score

"I love my friends so much. I love every single one of them it hurts every bone in my body. I love everyone I know, without even having to know what love really is. I love the world around me and what it has to offer. I love the sky. I love the trees. I love the endless promise of tomorrow and tomorrow’s tomorrow. I love music. It’s just notes, but it can make you happy and sad at the same time. I love listening to music. I love playing music.

Truthfully, I can’t understand how anyone could not love this world. It’s just so amazing."

When Its Real, Its Forever.

Peanuts.

And Don't Be Afraid Of It

A Place To Call My Own

"in the darkest corners of libraries, in the quietest spot on the floor of bookstores, inside a book playing the character of somebody other than me, snuggled between my favorite words and every word you’ve ever uttered to me that speaks of much more than you’ve ever realized, floating around in large cups of tea, inside little bakeries surrounded by sprinkled cupcakes, and chocolate-chip cookies and macarons, in my favorite tshirt, my favorite pair of jeans ripped at the thighs, and my red flats, in between the lyrics of my favorite song so i would never forget them no matter how long it’s been since i’ve last listened to it. inside your heart, inside my own, always wanting more and more than life could afford to give me. but most of all, i just want a place, somewhere that i could call my own."

HOOK, LINE AND SINKER

"I throw out my heart on a line but I always find that I’m not catching anything, or that nothing’s biting the way I like to be bitten or just nibbled on. It’s not the usual bait I use — like when I was younger, it was all candy and cupcakes or coloring books and crayons and when I got older, it was all subtle sexuality and acting coy, secret admirer letters, and quiet yearning for more, but the reality is that never gets them hooked the way you want them to be hooked on you, the you behind all of that, the heart of the matter, the amount of love you have to give. I guess in the end all I could really do is just keep waiting and hoping that one day the right one will come along and I’ll never have to go fishing ever again."