“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”—
i never knew that the movie DUMBO was so short, its only like an hour. its kinda simple yet touching storyline. its about a poor elephant that has HUGE EARS that is always ridiclued but then he FLIES and everyone loves him. the end. HAHAH.
its soooooooo annoying when guys are like ‘im busy, i gotta do..something. but yeah i’ll come over hang with u later(: ’ and then when you call them back like 2 hours later, their sleeping. and they are like ‘wth you want? jus let me sleep.’ and then next thing you know, they’re not coming anymore. SO ANNOYING.
many of them boys seem to think this:
-ooh i’m supposed to PLAY in the NIGHT and SLEEP in the DAY cos everyones doing it(:
seriously, _l_ you asswipes.
moving on, i got a TER….wait for it….RIBLE sore throat. like i cant talk n shizz. hurts like madddddddd D; and when i went to the DOC’s she gave me auntybiorticks, aka antibiotics(: teeheeeeee.
“To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, ‘tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish’d. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there’s the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come”—HAMLET;
I was too bored with the holidays and hey presto! my very first tumblr is created(: moving on, you see i had no clue what to name this blog, and then i figured ‘pfffttt its all my random thoughts’ so i named it after myself(: linger=Ling Er which is my Chinese name.
anyhooooo, since i never had a tumbler before im not quite sure hw it works. and yes probably i will be the only one reading it so MUAHAHAHAH. this shall be a container for all of my crap random thoughts(: