"She's in love, and the world gets blurry
She makes mistakes, and she's in no hurry to grow up
'Cause grownups, they don't understand her
Well it's a big, big world out there, but she's not scared...
She finds hope in the strangest places
She reads her books, and she knows the faces
Of everyone that ever said she's alone
She knows every word to the saddest songs
And she sings along, though her friends all tell her
That she can't sing...
She's eighteen, much too young
To know what a kiss like that would mean
But her lips, they were no stranger to the touch
And she likes it way too much."
--Mayday Parade, So Far Away

Monday, June 23, 2008

The Bed You've Made--Lesson #21.

Sleep where your lies lie.

Don't dance when nobody's watching. Wait until they're paying attention, and maybe you'll inspire someone to join you.

"New and improved" is not always "better for you."

Needs and wants are separate entities. Learn which are which before you start to seek them.

It's not healthy to take big, inexplicable risks every now and then. But it is fun.

Being yourself means faking it sometimes.

The things you say you'd never do end up as the ones you most happily anticipate.

Clichés only work on an ignorant audience. And advice is more heartfelt when it's not prophetic.

If you find the words difficult to say, you're either saying it wrong or saying too much.

Using the word "flipside" in everyday vocabulary is utterly absurd.

And finally: People only share what they've learned about life because they want to come to terms with mistakes. That doesn't always mean that the mistakes were their own.

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