My Name is Casey. I'm 25 and I go to Western Carolina University. This is mostly a music blog of some stuff I think deserves to be heard. I occasionally will post thoughts on love and what not. Enjoy!
Ask me anything
“You think fairy tales are only for girls? Here’s a hint - ask yourself who wrote them. I assure you, it wasn’t just the women. It’s the great male fantasy - all it takes is one dance to know that she’s the one. All it takes is the sound of her song from the tower, or a look at her sleeping face. And right away you know - this is the girl in your head, sleeping or dancing or singing in front of you. Yes, girls want their princes, but boys want their princesses just as much. And they don’t want a very long courtship. They want to know immediately.”
David Levithan and Rachel Cohn
Sunday, February 19, 2012
“Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don’t blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being “in love”, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.”
Louis de Berniere
Saturday, January 21, 2012
“All men fear death. It’s a natural fear that consumes us all. We fear death because we feel that we haven’t loved well enough or loved at all, which ultimately are one and the same. However, when you make love with a truly great woman, one that deserves the utmost respect in this world and one that makes you feel truly powerful, that fear of death completely disappears. Because when you are sharing your body and heart with a great woman the world fades away. You two are the only ones in the entire universe. You conquer what most lesser men have never conquered before, you have conquered a great woman’s heart, the most vulnerable thing she can offer to another. Death no longer lingers in the mind. Fear no longer clouds your heart. Only passion for living, and for loving, become your sole reality. This is no easy task for it takes insurmountable courage. But remember this, for that moment when you are making love with a woman of true greatness you will feel immortal.”
Earnest Hemingway (midnight in paris)
Saturday, December 24, 2011
I miss you…..
“I thought that things like this get better with time But I still need you, why is that? You’re the only image in my mind So I still see you… around
I miss you, like everyday Wanna be with you, but you’re away Said I miss you, missing you insane But if I got with you, could it feel the same?”
First off I have to say that I have been listening to this song on repeat. I feel that Frank Ocean perfectly captured the brief moment in our minds where we become weak from being alone. I don’t think this song is about missing a person. Its about missing the idea of it. In the late night moments between a fake laugh and dream; we lapse in our judgement for a moment, tinkering around with the thought of what was. Do we ever really want to go back to a failed relationship just to relive the pain? No, we live for the fleeting exhilaration that is love. We want the feeling of being needed, wanted and craved by someone else, rather than dealing with the constant loneliness that can come with being single. So be strong, realize that love is everywhere and you will find “it” many more times in your life. Don’t make the mistake of an “I miss you.”
“Truth is nothing. What you believe to be true is everything. And the main thing that I used to believe was that I would be with you forever. Forever. The reason it is taking me so long to write you is that I have seen that I have been a fool. I have spent my life fooling myself. Every letter…
