my soundtrack lately.

and by that i don’t necessarily mean songs that describe my life over the past few weeks in order by the day, or songs i’ve just recently discovered…just songs i’ve been overplaying and really really love.

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just because i’m losing doesn’t mean i’m lost. ~coldplay, lost?
i think this will be my next attempt at learning something on the piano. it drives scott crazy that instead of trying to just learn the piano itself and then be able to play anything, i just pick a song i like, listen to it, find youtube tutorials, and from all that try to teach myself to play it. but i like the challenge, and i don’t need to know how to play everything, just that one song. when i get another one in my head, it’ll be only that song that i care about.
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so i will help you read those books, if you will soothe my worried looks, and we will put our lonesome on the shelf. ~ingrid michaelson, you and i
i just love that: you have what i need, i have what you need, so let’s be together forever.
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maybe one day you will understand: i don’t want nothing from you but to sweetly hold your hand.~regina spektor, folding chair
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wish i were pretty, wish i were brave, if i owned this city, i’d make it behave.~sara bareilles, let the rain
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you were always scared to open up your heart, and you never let anybody take it too far, you never let nobody inside, cuz you’re always scared of gettin’ taken for a ride.~reckless kelly, nobody’s girl
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take the blame off your back, it’s a burden you don’t own.
you’re the only one you have left to forgive. ~the strange familiar, i just wanna love you
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we are undefeated, and we’re still relying on the one thing that has gotten us this far, and we can’t be beaten, and we’re standing on the shoulders of the ones who went before us, and we’re fighting back with love.~audio adrenaline, undefeated
i don’t want soccer season to end, ever.
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this is how it works, you peer inside yourself, you take the things you like and try to love the things you took. then you take that love you made, and stick it into some, someone else’s heart, pumping someone else’s blood. then walking arm in arm, you hope it don’t get harmed, and even if it does, you’ll just do it all again.~regina spektor, on the radio.