“You were the type of person who would put bandaid over a knife wound, and casually as if I was okay.”

I long to be in a moment where it feels magic is real. Where time actually stops around us.

Don’t force pieces that don’t fit.

I watched him make wishes on shooting stars and dandelions, while I stood there never knowing if I was enough.

I finally found the peace of mind, that let me erase that piece of time.

I will always remember you. And the way I bloomed. Not with you, but after you.

What a miracle it is, that she never strayed from that light, that she always knew she would reach.

Stop blaming love when it’s people who hurt you.

Time heals what you allow it to.

Misery only ever lingers on those who choose not to see the beauty in anyone, other than themselves.

The way that the water reflects off of her eyes, tells me a story of beautiful pain.

Give me someone who will lay with me under a crescent moon, and quietly watch our worlds collide.

I want to exist in the same world where you just want to exist in mine.

She was someone who still believed that she could love with a shattered heart, and that made her remarkable.

I closed a lot of doors, that used to be wide open. Bolted them shut so you couldn’t break them down again.

When you’re with her, I know you wish it was me. When I’m with him, he’s all I see.

When you’d hurt, I’d rush to your side. When I’d hurt, you’d hide.

I and others were mistaken early on in saying that the subprime crisis would be contained. The causal relationship between the housing problem and the broad financial system was very complex and difficult to predict.

With the NBA’s dress code, I had to revamp my wardrobe a little bit. They call it ‘business casual.’ You have to wear dress jeans or dress slacks, with a collared shirt or sweater. And you can’t wear athletic shoes.

Here is what she said, ‘I believe the truth is that we have no strong causal link between IRCA and discrimination.

Nearly half of all murders were committed by friends, neighbors, and casual acquaintances.

I work on my technique, but when I do a video, I want people to be amazed by the speed or the power. The casual fans don’t care if your hands are up or your hands are down.

There is still vitality under the winter snow, even though to the casual eye it seems to be dead.

The danger lies in forgetting what we had. The flow between generations becomes a trickle, grandchildren tape-recording grandparents’ memories on special occasions perhaps-no casual storytelling jogged by daily life.

I’m a casual sneaker person, I like to be calm drippy.