January 2009
YELL
Not sorry.
I like this photo
Beauty
I realized something a long time ago. Peoples eyes are most brilliant when they are crying. Every ounce of color shines. I believe it is because crying is the most helpless state ever… the most human. When crying you show every once of yourself; no matter how ugly. I love these human moments. Being raw is beautiful. I plan to be a bit more raw in my life. The love of my life (aka Jenna)...
Can you be dumped when you never really were...
New day,
So, Like many other people I watched the inauguration today. I was amazed! Not only by the thought of something new, BUT also by the way people handled it. I was severely disappointed (see Mr. Bush, you use disappointed in this situation. NOT when dealing with war.) in the attitude people have. People were saying “This guy better impress me” or “He better prove me wrong”....
When you turn 13
It seems as though as soon as I turned 13 I was more of a chore than a child. When you turn 13 you are all the sudden built for mistakes and heartache. Since when? Why do these things change? I never said I wanted to be an adult or something more than what you made me to be in your head. Hell, I tried. I am fine with what I am and I am sorry I am not impressing you. But I wasn’t put here to...
Well my heart goes blind and the sun don’t shine
I need something stable in my life. Just one thing. That is all I need right now. I hate relying on everyone else to make it better; but damn. This is getting ridiculous.
I been outside next to my fire place.
Thinking. Breathing. Rolling around. Waiting. Listening to music. Staring. Listening to my heart beat (it becomes so loud sometimes that I can’t really avoid it. I am not even sure...
Being with you is a fanstatic adventure
I hate those days when you look at your friends and think “Am I becoming that?”. Notes of fear always seem to seep in through when talking to them. The worst things ever could be going on and I will try to stay clam. Yet it seems like some people take the little things and run as fast as they can with it. That Little thing will never truly add up to be something worth complaining...
And told you what I would be dreaming of
Music is such a wondrous thing. I will never understand how it doesn’t effect people all the time. I listen to songs and they remind me of people; which can be a hurtful thing. I will most likely never tell people what song reminds me of whoever. It is funny to have someone relate a song to us. I have never really expressed that with someone else. I guess it was nicer just to hear someone...
“Come on baby let the good times roll Come on baby let me thrill your soul.. Come on baby let the good times roll.. Roll all night long…”
I want to show you a good time.
Lets just fly anyway we can.
No need to drop names or times; lets just spend the night laughing and staring into eachothers eyes.
pseudo fireplace
Today was pretty amazing.
I stayed home just talking to my mom about life. Which was lovely to say the least. I love the way she points out these things in me that I thought everyone did. But really not many do. Mom and best friend. Can you ask for much more?
Then conversations next to my magical pseudo fireplace. Amazing with laughter and semi sleeping and just looking. I really think I could...
My heart won't answer me
It is amazing how in 2-3 hours you can connect with someone. That is all it takes. Here I have been alive for a little over 17 years and it still amazes me how you can meet one person who makes you smile. One out of so many around you everyday. I saw the movie The Curious Case of Benjamin Button today and it was fantastic! Though it broke my heart in the way one of the characters was so much like...
Iwantyouandyouknowit.
Ifeelnakedaroundyou.
WhichIamstilltryingtofigureoutifIlikeornot.
holy shit. 2009?
I am glad I got to spend it with Jenna and Cheyenne! They are the best. They both were my new years hug and Jenna was my kiss on the cheek. I know I am a lucky girl.
Letting go of worries and ballons is a great way to start off the new year. Still, one worry lies. But, for some reason the worry makes me happy… I worry about it yet I feel great that I can worry about it.
I am glad to have...