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This heart didn't come with instructions.

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No, life cannot be understood flat on a page. It has to be lived; a person has to get out of his head, has to fall in love, has to memorize poems, has to jump off bridges into rivers, has to stand in an empty desert and whisper sonnets under his breath ... We get one story, you and I, and one story alone. God has established the elements, the setting and the climax, and resolution. It would be a crime not to venture out, wouldn't it?

take my hand, we'll make it i swear

We've got to hold on to what we've got. It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not. We've got each other and that's a lot for love.

i've got a city love

From the battery, to the gallery, it's the kind of thing you only see in scented, glossy magazines. And I can't remember life before his name.

just my luck.

Black Angus couldn't pay their rent anymore, & now, I'm out of a job.
No notice, no warning, just done. Unemployed. Awesome. Any suggestions on where I should work?

thank god.

please read.

I strongly urge you to go and buy every Rosie Thomas CD in existence. She's marvelous! I've been so in love with this song for as long as I can remember, but today, it just felt better. Every time I hear it, I just want to hop in my car and leave. It's amazing how perfectly she describes like my every desire in this one song. So, I've provided you with the lyrics, which I really, really, REALLY want you to read. They'll touch your heart, I promise. (: AND, AND, AND, if you go here: 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2hhYDrV3tnA

You can here Miss Thomas actually sing it herself.! I love how sweet and innocent her voice is when she talks. But boy, when she sings, it's amazing! Okay, enough jibber jabbering, GO WATCH THE VIDEO, and sing along if you want too:

"So much for love, I guess I've been wrong. But it's all right 'cause I'm moving on. I've got my car all packed with cassette tapes, and sweaters, and loose change, and cheap cigarettes. I'm gonna drive through the hills with my hand out the window and sing till I run out of words. I'm gonna stop at every truck stop, make small talk with waiters and truck driving men. I'm gonna fall asleep in the back seat with no one around but me and my friends. It's gonna be so grand. It's gonna be just like my wedding day.

Yeah I've had enough of love, it feels good to give up, so good to be good to myself. I'm gonna get on the highway with no destination, and plenty of vision in mind. And I'm gonna drive to the ocean, go skinny dipping, blow kisses to venus and mars. I'm gonna stop at every bar and flirt with the cowboys in front of their girlfriends. It's gonna be so grand. It's gonna be just like my wedding day.

So much for love, I guess I've been wrong but it's all right 'cause I'm moving on. I'm gonna drive over hills, over mountains, and canyons, and boys that keep bringing me down. I'm gonna drive under skyline and sunshine, drink good wine in vineyards, and get asked to dance. I'm gonna be carefree and let nothing pass my by, never ever again. It's gonna be so grand. It's gonna be just like my wedding day."