it stung like a violent wind that our memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds

[evergleam]

I had a lot of things planned to do last night. I needed to clean my room, because it's an absolute disaster area. I needed to fold my laundry, I wanted to go to the grocery store, and there were about eight different posts I wanted to comment on. Instead, there was a thunderstorm and I was feeling a little bit emo, and so I watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, which, you know, I do sometimes.

And then I felt this need to go through caps and save all my favorites, which pretty quickly turned into a picspam. I started putting this together, and then I fell asleep, and now I'm feeling decidedly less down, but I spent so much time on it last night that I feel like I should post it. Plus, Kate is pretty.










Why do I fall in love with every woman I see who shows me the least bit of attention?


I don't need "nice." I don't need myself to be it, and I don't need anybody else to be it at me. Okay?


My embarrassing admission is, I really like that you're nice right now. I mean, I can't tell from one moment to the next what I'm gonna like, but right now...I'm glad you are.






Wish me a happy Valentine's Day when you call! That'd be nice.














I stole a pair of her panties as well.


It's just, you know, my life isn't that interesting. I go to work, I come home. Don't know what to say. You should read my journal. I mean, it's just... blank.










I could die right now, Clem. I'm just...happy. I've never felt that before. I'm just exactly...where I wanna be.




Paaaaaatrick, baaaaaaby boy.






































--Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's looking for my own peace of mind. Don't assign me yours.
--I remember that speech really well.
--I had you pegged, didn't I?
--You had the whole human race pegged.
--Hmm. Probably.
--I still thought you were gonna save my life, even after that.






--This is it, Joel. It's gonna be gone soon.
--I know.
--What do we do?
--Enjoy it.




--I wish you'd stayed.
--I wish I'd stayed too. Now I wish I'd stayed. I wish I'd done a lot of things. I wish I had...I wish I had stayed.


--Well, I came back downstairs, and you were gone.
--I walked out. I walked out the door.
--Why?
--I don't know. I felt like a scared little kid. I was like...it was above my head. I don't know.
--You were scared?
--Yeah. Thought you knew that about me.




She was, um, just a girl.






--Wait.
--What?
--I don't know. Just wait. Just wait.

--I can't see anything that I don't like about you. Right now I can't.
--But you will. But you will. You know, you will think of things, and I'll get bored with you and feel trapped, because that's what happens with me.


Okay.


Okay.








And because my boy Stan needs some love, too:











Caps by _jems_, of course.

Comments

[nightchik.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. I found the download post (http://permetaform.livejournal.com/298937.html) for it, but I can't seem to download it. Maybe you will have better luck. I only have it on the vividcon DVD, I think. :)

[evergleam83.livejournal.com]

Awesome. I will have to check that out when I get home. Hopefully it'll work for me. :)