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dear future husband:

i’m an over thinker.  so, i’m going to be apologizing for this a lot.  sorry.

x leslie


love song

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“lovelier than you” – b.o.b

maybe one day girl i pray
we could float off to space
hold my hand ill lead the way
i wont let go or fall a stray
aint no ifs buts and maybes
your my baby my lady
dont you worry baby please ’cause honestly

nothing’s lovelier than you im dangerously, dangerously, dangerously in love
i love her more than i love myself and still that aint enough
if this is a dream i dont want to wake up
we go together like the tub and the shower head above
not even thousands and thousands of miles 
could amount to my love id have countless sky miles
id climb up a mountain and climb right back down
id run across the world and jog back round
noun and a verb is just a sound
and a word is not profound enough to show my urge for her smile
I’d shout on a curb with a loud speaker 
til the entire town heard how i felt and im out

nothing’s lovelier than you

maybe one day we can go
hand in hand down a golden road
and if i get there before you go ill be waiting at the door
in the future hopefully
well be together you and me
dont you worry baby please ’cause honestly

if i could rewind
Both the hands of time
still i would never find
a lovelier design
than you

love song

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“when you say nothing at all” -alison krauss

It’s amazing how you can speak right to my heart
Without saying a word you can light up the dark
Try as I may I could never explain
What I hear when you don’t say a thing

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There’s a truth in your eyes sayin’ you’ll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you’ll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all

All day long I can hear people talking out loud
But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd
Old mr. webster could never define
What’s being said between your heart and mine

i love my roommate [sarah]

today, while organizing/ cleaning, sarah and i had the following conversation[s]:

me: there’s a myth that this is the field that Van Gogh shot himself in.  historically, it’s been proven inaccurate, but I like to stick to the myth. it’s better
sm: I like the idea of getting flowers from a guy. i’ve never gotten them before.
me: really? yeah, i guess i’ve only gotten them from my dad…
sm: i think guys think it’s old fashioned, dying out and cliché.  
me: yeah, but girl’s like cliché.
sm: so true.
me: if you think about it, giving flowers is so ephemeral.  like, “here, have something beautiful that’s going to die.
sm: but if you think about it, it’s more like carpe diem, like a reminder to make life the most of it.
sm: sometimes, i wish we could record our conversations.