Monday, March 19, 2012


if you want me to move out west with you, all you have to do is ask and i will say yes. you can do what you need to do, and i'll be there doing whatever it is i'll do, and we'll make it work because we're both smart and we'll figure it out. we can talk about mountains and law and politics and we can talk in poetry, if you want. we can talk about all the things we think about in life, the things that make us tick and hum and keep on waking up in the morning. and you can tell me i'm wrong about mostly everything, but that's okay, because i don't think anyone ever truly gets it right. and we can stay up all night, fighting or laughing or crying, or play hide and seek in the city streets, or just stay up for the hell of it, making love at two in the morning because we're young and in love and we can do whatever the hell we want, dammit. and we can look at old baby pictures and wish we had met each other sooner in our lives and made better choices that might have led to that happening. and you can complain about the songs i listen to, and i can tease you about your accent. and i'll take pictures of you when you're sleeping and keep you in bed when you have to go to work. and we can drink coffee instead of tea, and have you steal my cigarettes. and we can write a book together. and fall asleep together. and wake up together. and maybe, for just once in our life, find one of those rare moments of clarity, those flashes when the universe makes sense, and smile and know that we made the right decision.


  1. This was a quote i found that someone posted in a chat room. I love it :)

  2. Cᴀʟʟ Gɪʀʟs ɪɴ Lᴀʜᴏʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏ sᴇʀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛʟʏ. ᴀᴛ Esᴄᴏʀᴛs in Pᴀᴋɪsᴛᴀɴ, ʏᴏᴜ’ʟʟ ғɪɴᴅ ᴛʀᴇᴍᴇɴᴅᴏᴜs, ᴀsᴛᴏɴɪsʜɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇxᴛʀᴀᴏʀᴅɪɴᴀʀʏ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɢɪʀʟs, ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɢɪʀʟs ɢᴀʟʟᴇʀʏ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇ. Oɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛs ᴄʜᴇᴇʀɪɴɢ, ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ғʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ Esᴄᴏʀᴛs in Lahore.