January 2012
38 posts
Arashi.
相葉→大野
「人ってさ、周りにいる人によって自分が違ったりするじゃない？作ってなくても。
“だから、どれが本当の自分か分からない”
っていう名言を吐いたのが大野くんなのね。この名言はメモしてあります」
大野→相葉
「おれが全然だめだったとき、相葉ちゃんがそばにいてくれてホントよかったと思った。
同じ匂いを感じてホッとできた」
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"Truth is nothing. What you believe to be true is everything."
-Waiting for Forever
I was such a better person than I am now.
I was happy, I was open, I was curious.
But I will tell you this, I knew when it was ending
I was overwhelmed with sadness when I realized that I was gonna change,
and that it was most likely gonna be worse.Like a nostalgia for the present.. I couldn’t shake it.
Sad, am not?
When Kate Winslet had an intro monologue in the movie The Holiday, her character described what unrequited love is, how it feels, and how it hurts. I’ve watched the movie hundreds of times and it still amazed me how the writer can create such a profound yet clear monologue about unrequited love.
Unrequited love plot differs for everyone, but the monologue fits every sad story. How one sadly hopes for another and pathetically always available for him/her. Sad, but true. Like many girls, I too, relate my life with songs i’ve listened to, novels i’ve read, and movies i’ve watched. a melancholy girl, i am.
In my case, its not a former flame, its a best friend, best man. I have tons of crushes, but only one, for the past 5 years and counting, is the one who puts my world upside down, flared me up with anger, forced me to produce tears like a waterfall, made me threw things out of my room, made me yelled at people who mildly pissed me, but soothed me everytime I was in pain, present everytime I need him the most. the worst part, he did all off that effortlessly. A guy like that, I have only met one.
He never hit me, or say mean things to me, but even without those, he can still make me cry and sit at my low point. And even with that, I always wait for him. Even after he put me through hell, and broke my heart, it doesn’t change anything. He is still my best man.
Unrequited Love →
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I’ve found everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said “Journey’s end in lovers meeting.” I have never experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe that Shakespeare had. I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly…
“I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn’t know you had inside you. And it doesn’t matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends… you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he’ll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you’ll go somewhere new. And you’ll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade.”
—Iris, The Holiday (via hookss)
