To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket — safe, dark, motionless, airless — it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.
katy(saidso)
I'm Katy, a 21 year old girl from Arizona who thinks fashion isnt life, but it's close enough. I'm a lowly student in all aspects of life; learning, living, and loving. I'm a major in Interior design with a minor in Visual Communications. The things I post are my thoughts, my ideas, my inspiration, my blonde moments, even my tears. Contact me? email: katysaidso[at]gmail[dot]com
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May 11, 2008