Tuesday, June 29, 2010

look into my eyes.. and tell me the truth


oh clouds so blue
sometimes i think to myself, where am i in this big world? where will i go in that big sky? i mean i know god put us each here for our own reason.. to follow our own path. but how do we find it ?

If you were a wink, I'd be a nod
If you were a seed, well I'd be a pod.
If you were the floor, I'd wanna be the rug
And if you were a kiss, I know I'd be a hug

Saturday, June 26, 2010

last night was insane. i defiently wanna do it again though :)

Thursday, June 24, 2010

"This Is The End"

I can't keep a straight face and say this is not the end
not if you want it its upon us and I wanna say it's sinking in

This may sound crazy but I want to come back home
That's it I said it now I'm sailing off to Neverland and then Japan

So think real slow
Don't forget that yes is yes and no is no
About the way you want to go
Cause I may forget the way to get back home
This is the end if you want it

You're not the first thing in my life I've loved and lost
Yeah I've thought worse things that I might be less inclined to merely just shrug off
I took the fire escape and made it out alive
Yeah I still burn from time to time but I've a healing hand against my side

So think real slow
Don't forget that yes is yes and no is no
About the way you want to go
Cause I may forget the way to get back home
This is the end if you want it
This is the end if you want it
and this is the end

fluorescent adoelscence

i just wanna be your crazy indie girlfriend

I tried to replace you with ice cream
But the pain was always there
Your memory stays with me, so I block it out with a scream
But the sound of your voice still haunts me, a sound I cannot bear

I tried to replace you with books
But the words had no affect on me
I remember your old fishing box; it sits on the floor still filled with hooks
But you are no longer here to take me fishing by that old willow tree

I tried to replace you with songs
But the lyrics only brought you back
Our love and happy memories were sadly not ones to prolong
But the past cannot be changed, a power that I lack

I tried to replace you with art
But my brush kept painting your face
I wipe my hand across the wet paint, the images break my heart
But the images stay in my head, filling an empty space

I tried to replace you with baking
But the smell brought back the holidays

i can't replace you

Monday, June 21, 2010

plastic dreams, are not for me




i'm done with you. you piss me off. icant take you anymore. your so stuck up. thinking that youre outta my league. thinking i wouldnt like a guy like you because your short and have a big nose. no i wouldnt like you because your an jerk. so lets stay out of each others way. im tired of your game. im tired of you pretending im doing something wrong. making me guilty, so leave me alone.



i know
it sucks
to GROW up



Sunday, June 20, 2010

30 day photography challenge

The Picture 30 Day Challenge
Day 01 — A picture of yourself
Day 02 — A picture of what you wore today
Day 03 — A picture of what you did today
Day 04 — A picture of where you went today
Day 05 — A picture of your morning
Day 06 — A picture that inspires you
Day 07 — A picture that makes you cry
Day 08 — A picture of yourself
Day 09 — A picture of what you had for lunch
Day 10 — A picture of what you like to do
Day 11 — A picture of your favorite drink
Day 12 — A picture of your favorite food
Day 13 — A picture of your friends
Day 14 — A picture of your favorite teacher(s)
Day 15 — A picture of yourself
Day 16 — A picture of your dream cell phone
Day 17 — A picture of your mp3 player
Day 18 — A picture of your room
Day 19 — A picture of your favorite musical instrument(s)
Day 20 — A picture of where you want to honeymoon
Day 21 — A picture that makes you think of your loved one
Day 22 — A picture of yourself
Day 23 — A picture that describes your life
Day 24 — A picture of what you did today
Day 25 — A picture that you edited
Day 26 — A picture that makes you angry
Day 27 — A picture of you more than 10 years ago
Day 28 — A picture of what you wore today
Day 29 — A picture of yourself
Day 30 — A picture of you and your best friend

Saturday, June 19, 2010

30 day project

WRITE A LETTER TO THESE PEOPLE:

Day 1 — Your Best Friend
Day 2 — Your Crush
Day 3 — Your parents
Day 4 — Your sibling (or closest relative)
Day 5 — Your dreams
Day 6 — A stranger
Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to
Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from
Day 15 — The person you miss the most
Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country
Day 17 — Someone from your childhood
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad
Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror

Thursday, June 17, 2010

i reach out my hand
i can feel the summer breeze
rushing past me
blowing my loose curls all over my face

i can hear the laughter, the sand, and the sun
the ocean rising up above my ears

the season is coming
i know it
the tests are flying away
the drama is rushing past me
i can feel the end coming
and the beginning is fresh in the air.
nemo,
i'm proud of you. and i hope you know that. because you are finding who you are. you stand out. because your so sure of yourself. you know what makes you happy, what hurts you, you know what kind of clothes you like, what kind of music you want to listen to. and it reasures me that im almost there. that i almost know who i want to be to. i'm glad my sister/best friend can have so much confidence. because it brings me confidence.
is it wrong? that i get guys into the palm of my hand and then i hurt them because i know i can. is it sad? that i only went back to donny cause i knew he would take me back. is it evil? that i hold all these guys by my finger and dont care, until something wrong happens and it affects me.

answers:
yes
yes
yes

Monday, June 14, 2010

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Tuesday, June 8, 2010



dear.
i don't even know how to explain this to you, i dont know how to talk to you. so dear world just understand please. don't judge. but i'm here to stay now forever. forever young because this world, this universe is a big place. and without one little person everything would change. stuff would have to be different. so dont worry my dear im here. i wont leave. i think i finally understand what i was here for. or what im here from because. without me. nothing else would be different. but because im hear something has to be. so thank you for placing me in this vast blue universe.

Friday, June 4, 2010

i miss you..
i miss watching indiana jones movies with you..
i miss hugging you..
i miss suppers with your family..
i miss going down to the river..
i miss hearing about your world..
i miss curling up in the basement..
i miss coming in, in the morning and seeing you..
i miss you..
come home
and well you see all i want to do is fix everything between us, but i cant because you wont even talk to me. please just give me a chance to make it up to you. and someone told me today "he only ever actually like appoximately 5% of the girls he says he likes and he never likes a girl for over 2 weeks unless there insanely special, and those few girls that he actually likes.. he really likes" .. he liked me for over 2 monthes i was that 5% and i screwed it up. i said he was a player. he never played me i played him!!! what the hell was i thinking.