(I miss going to my singing lessons.)

"PENIS!"

What people don't, or won't do, astonishes me.

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Stupid boy:

Well she was precious, like a flower.

She grew wild, but innocent.

A perfect prayer in a desperate hour.

She was everything beautiful and different.

What made you think you could take a life and just push it around?

I guess you build yourself up so high you had to take her and break her down.

You're down on your knees.

She's never coming back to you.

I am so badly craving

my old saturday morning cartoons...

Happy Halloween... :)

And maybe, just maybe, her heart needed to be broken. Broken and shattered and stomped into pieces. Then she could finally look down at the pieces, study each one and spend some time getting to know the person she’d become. And when she finally had all the pieces back together again, a little crooked, a little jumbled but sealed firmly with love, she’d realize she was more beautiful than ever. Because this time, she would love herself.

Best Breakfast Combination, Ever.

30 Simple Pleasures

1. Sleeping In on a Rainy Day


2. Finding Money You Didn’t Know You Had


3. Making Brief Eye Contact with Someone of the Opposite Sex


4. Skinny Dipping


5. Making the Yellow Light


6. Telling a Funny or Interesting, True Story


7. Seeing a Friend Stumble Over Himself


8. Hearing the Right Song at the Right Moment


9. The First Sip of a Beverage When You’re Thirsty


10. Catching a Glimpse of Bare Skin on the Opposite Sex


11. Saying the Same Thing Simultaneously


12. The Pull-Through Parking Spot


13. Realizing You Have More Time to Sleep


14. People Watching


15. Putting On Clothes Straight from the Dryer


16. A Familiar Smell


17. The Feeling You Get When Your Idea Works


18. Fresh, Clean Bed Sheets


19. A Beautiful View


20. Reminiscing About Old Times with Your Closest Friends


21. Receiving an Unexpected Compliment


22. Having a Good Laugh


23. The Feeling After a Healthy Workout


24. Receiving a Real Letter or Package via Snail Mail


25. The Celebration in the Instant Something Makes Sense


26. Relaxing Outdoors on a Sunny Day


27. Holding Hands with Someone You Love


28. Playing in the Water


29. Making Someone Smile


30. Finishing What You Started

Gone

and when I disappear,

don't expect me back.

:)

I Love my Tia. Thank you.

you're burning down each bridge, each bridge I wish to cross

the glimmering neon lights

on glistening streets, the gathering dark,

the slowing, stuttered stillness of my ever-drifting heart

try, try, try
your bruised and blackened eyes will come alive and light again

Already Gone

Epiphany:

I SUCK AT REMEMBERING NAMES.

My Dirty Dishes

smell like oatmeal and fruit. mmm..

Last Night

was the night I stopped dreaming of you..

Last night after turning down a trip to the movies with friends,I had some time to myself. I pulled out my lovely guitar, tuned it up, and the craziest thing happened. After practicing A Day to Remember's "If it Means A Lot to You," I actually started writing.. my own music. I've actually got a real song of my own in the making.

Mr. Coffee

After a midnight study session,

the aroma of coffee filling my

dorm at 7:00AM was wonderful.

Here's to the rest of a long, long day.

While I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss

the love-butterflies-in-stomach feeling,

the real thing is nice, too.

I get the pleasure of riding to class

with one every morning.

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

On the road home from a family trip

last night, I finished the first Harry Potter

book. Never had I thought I would fall

into this book culture phenomenom, but

indeed, I was pleasently surprised by this story.

Wingardium Leviosa..!

What I Love About...

Tucson

Summer shower

puddles soak torn pavement

I walk.

Falling into faded moonlight

Cloudy curtains draw.

Scatter an ever drifting light,

The pitter patter twinkle of my forgotten starshine.

I used to wish on stars

Reflected in my eyes no more.

Dusk stream in the morning sun,

wasted time fall over me.

Blow away this dripping doubt

Latch on to speeding cars.

Flutter the black and yellow butterflies

my way;

I was born to fly.






(Picture: by me on U of A campus)