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

30 July 11
Don’t stop doing what you love.
Don’t let your future be ruined by a bunch of loony sand monkeys.

Reblogged: krystynalove

6 May 11
Costumes almost always reveal the wearer’s secret or not so secret desires.
— Second Helpings- Megan McCafferty (via foamtoycar)

(Source: thosestarsburnlikediamonds)

Reblogged: thosestarsburnlikediamonds

4 August 09
I have a hard enough time keeping in touch with you—and you were my soul sista numero uno for three and a half years. You know as well as I do how how exhausting it can be to explain everything after the fact. You should be here, watching my life happen in real time, because that’s the only chance you’ll have at really understanding it—and even then there’s no guarantee. Even with the best intentions, growing apart might just be an inevitable part of growing up. It’s no one’s fault, so there’s nothing to feel guilty about. It’s just the way things are. I know this letter is particularly pessimistic, but I just don’t see the point in putting any effort into any more long-distance relationships. Life—such as it is—always seems to get in the way.
— Jessica Darling, on her letter to bestfriend Hope Weaver, on August 1st
30 July 09
Tragedy was part of our daily routine. But through it all, I never understood the point of being sad when I could choose to be happy. Don’t stop doing what you love. Don’t let your future be ruined by a bunch of loony sand monkeys.
— Gladdie from Megan McCafferty’s “Second Helpings” (via nag-iissa)

Reblogged: bedcrumbs

8 July 09

Crocodile Lies (Marcus Flutie)

bourgeoisbirdy:

I confess, yes, our Fall was all my fault
If you kissed my eyes, your lips would taste salt
But you think my regret is a lie, and the tears I cry
Are the crocodile kind.

The sweat on your upper lip starts to boil
White hot with anger, still convinced I’m your foil
You keep fighting me, though my eyes are free
From crocodile lies.

You, yes, you linger inside my heart
The same you who stopped us before we could start
I didn’t want to leave, but you began to believe
Your own crocodile lies.

The only person stopping you is yourself
You won’t accept that I want no one else,
So until you do, I’ll let someone else have you

Every day, I live a lie
But not the crocodile kind.

Reblogged: kaustubha

Posted: 1:54 PM
bourgeoisbirdy:
Megan McCafferty: Second Helpings

bourgeoisbirdy:

Megan McCafferty: Second Helpings

Reblogged: kaustubha

Posted: 1:44 PM
bourgeoisbirdy:
NEED THIS SHIRT!

bourgeoisbirdy:

NEED THIS SHIRT!

Reblogged: kaustubha

7 July 09
bourgeoisbirdy:

missworld:

pereguinn:
(via aksamala)

Those books are awesome. I have yet to read Fourth Comings =[ and then I can’t wait for the 5th. =] Eeeepp.

bourgeoisbirdy:

missworld:

pereguinn:

(via aksamala)

Those books are awesome. I have yet to read Fourth Comings =[ and then I can’t wait for the 5th. =] Eeeepp.

Reblogged: kaustubha

6 July 09

No doubt Pineville would have been a more pleasant place without all the backstabbing, social climbing, and cattiness. But the Jessica Darling standing in front of you today is the result of everything I’ve been through up to this point. Change one event, make a left instead of a right, and who knows where, or more specifically, who I might be at this moment. And here’s the thing: I like who I am. I like the person I’ve turned out to be, and I know I’m not done evolving yet.

I believe that what we get out of life is what we’ve set ourselves up to get, so there’s no such thing as an inconsequential decision. Our destinies are the culmination of all the choices we’ve made along the way, which is why it’s imperative to listen hard to your inner voice when it speaks up. Don’t let anyone else’s noise drown it out.

— Second Helpings
Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh