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Sloppy Firsts
Second Helpings
Charmed Thirds
Fourth Comings
Perfect Fifths
Sixteen
Bumped

7 May 11

Don’t talk to strangers. Don’t do drugs. Don’t smoke. Don’t drink & drive. Don’t have sex. Wear a condom. Wear sunblock. Wear a seatbelt. Wear a helmet. If you see something, say something. Just say no. Stop, drop, and roll. Stop, look, and listen. Look both ways before you cross the street…

Safety is an illusion. Bad things can happen to anyone at any time, whether you follow the rules or not.

You can check left, check right, check left again before you step off the curb and into the crosswalk, but that won’t stop an anonymous asshole in his shitty pickup from putting you in intensive care…

— Megan McCafferty (via k-pan)

Reblogged: k-pan

14 November 09

Sloppy firsts

  • Jessica: You once called me sloppy firsts.
  • Marcus: What?!
  • Jessica: You did.
  • Marcus: That's offensive. And it doesn't even make sense. I mean, I've heard of sloppy seconds, but sloppy firsts? I guess I didn't know what to say to you, so I just said something stupid to fill the void. Something like Blame Byron! ... Sloppy firsts. What does that even mean?
  • Jessica: I don't know, either, and I've been spending the last ten years trying to figure it out.
Posted: 11:13 PM
In other words, Marcus, we were perfect in our imperfection.
— Jessica Darling
Posted: 11:09 PM
Gone for a while
Hoping, always, to return
If you will let me
— Marcus Flutie
Posted: 11:07 PM
Even now, when I have come so far, I wonder where you are…
— “Even Now,” Barry Manilow (1943—)
Posted: 11:07 PM
Excuse our appearances
We are taking apart yesterday
To make way for tomorrow
— Perfect Fifths
11 October 09

Part III: Enduring (Putting Up With)

ninghil:

(A snippet from Perfect Fifths by Megan McCafferty; She owns the rights to this.)

XII. He writes

I like the way you

Fingertip-tap the paper

To count syllables


XIII. She writes

I like the way you

Silently lip-sync the words

To count syllables


XIV. He writes

So you’ve noticed, then

(I wonder what else you see

When you look at me)


XV. She writes

How about those Mets?

(Only what my heart can take)

How about those Mets?

Reblogged: ninghil

2 October 09
The stories teach them valuable life lessons. That good things happen to bad people. That it’s possible to make a bad situation even worse if you don’t think it through. That parents are clueless except when they’re not. That it’s good to try new things even when a new thing is kind of disgusting, because new experiences make you a well-rounded person. That art can be transcendent. That lust is all-powerful, that drugs are fun, and that not everyone who does them is a loser. That losing people is part of life. That where comedy goes, tragedy isn’t far behind. That everyone has issues with their bodies, but some take it too far, almost to death. That fear can be exhilarating. That boys are assholes. That it’s important to look forward and never look back…
— Megan McCafferty, Perfect Fifths (via kaustubha)

Reblogged: kaustubha

Posted: 10:08 PM
The tales we tell ourselves about ourselves make us who we are.
— Megan McCafferty, Perfect Fifths (via kaustubha)

Reblogged: kaustubha

Posted: 9:53 PM
We are what we pretend to be. So we must be careful what we pretend to be.
— Kurt Vonnegut (via kaustubha)

Reblogged: kaustubha

Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh