i love those moments, where you listen to this song that you haven't heard in a year and you remember who you were listening to it with. and you remember who's car you were in and which party you were going to, and you remember that you were sitting in the back seat, and you remember who was sitting next to you. and it doesn't matter that he broke your heart because it's just a song that someone sang once. and its probably on someones mixed tape somewhere, and you probably will stop listening because even though it's just a song it hurts too much to listen to it. i can't help it, but i haven't drank a milkshake in two years, and I watched ten minutes of apocolypto once and that was completely on accident, and i'll never watch it again. it's so weird how certain things like a pair of jeans, or a song that never plays anymore completely redefines a moment, and that moment in return ruins those things for you. and then you wake up a day in december and you learn to love that song a little bit, even if it means not loving them a little less. because life goes on and it doesn't take time for you to get over your heartbreak. and heartbreak has always been a fake thing because you can ask any doctor, or take any xray and it's always going to look the same. and sometimes it's better to never love, so you never hurt, and it's better to live, so you never have to leave. because the only thing that comes after living is dying, no repeats, redos, undoes, skips, or fast forwards.