before sunset

you know... i believe that if there's any kind of god, he wouldn't be in any of us, not in you or me, but just this little space in between.

if there's any kind of magic in the world, it must be in the attempt of understanding someone and sharing something

i like to feel his eyes on me when i look away

because you know me... i'm the most harmless person. the only person i could hurt is myself

winnie the pooh

HERE is Edward Bear, coming downstairs now, bump, bump, bump, on the back of
his head, behind Christopher Robin. It is, as far as he knows, the only way of coming
downstairs, but sometimes he feels that there really is another way, if only he could
stop bumping for a moment and think of it.

Winnie-the-Pooh sat down at the foot of the tree, put his head between his paws
and began to think.

Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in track pants, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have YOU... The one who turns to his friends and says, "thats her"....