“This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals–sounds that say listen to this, it is important.”—
"if i was just another dusty record on the shelf, would you blow me off and play me like everybody else? if i asked you to scratch my back, could you manage that?..
furthermore i apologize for any skipping tracks, since the last girl that played me left a couple cracks; i used to used to used to used to now im over that cuz holdin grudges over love is ancient artifacts”
anyone wanna go to warped tour on the 24th? gym class heroes will be there!
“Be patient with everyone, but above all with yourself. Do not lose courage in considering your own imperfections but instantly set about remedying them - every day begins the task anew.”—St. Francis de Sales