Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Fighting

Dear Love;

You and I have been through a lot.  You’ve come in and out of my life in a number of different forms.  Sometimes I ignored you.  Other times I held on too tight.  I suspect that now you must be floating over someone else’s head, because I haven’t heard from you in a while.  You can be beautiful, you know.  But also quite cruel.  So I’m asking you to find me once again, and to stay a bit.  We have so much to catch up on, and—as much as I hate to admit it—I miss you.  Please find me and remember that I am still fragile. Be gentle if you break my heart

FML

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

July 12th

It's amazing. As soon as I saw you, I needed to talk.
 It's like... I don't know. A strong, weird feeling.
 I thought, if I don't talk to you before I go, 
I'd be missing out on... something... important. 
Beautiful.

Monday, April 20, 2009

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

There's No Place Like Home

These Bones

"but I am a believer in predestination. 
I know that whatever would happen will surely happen.
 So I convinced myself that I would never lie,
 whatever the situation was."

- Hassan Bility

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Narrow Stairs

"How I wish you could see the potential,
 the potential of you and me. 
Its like a book eloquently bound
 but in a language that you can’t read.”

Thursday, April 9, 2009

When Doves Cry

I miss reading Shakespeare
I need to start it up again.
I enjoyed so much reading it and breaking it down. I use to want to be an English Lit major specialized in the area of Shakespeare. But then I realized.....that will not give me a job. 

How unfortunate.
I wish I planned out college better, I could of minor in it and with a concentration in photography. 
I can always take classes on the side but it would have been beneficial to have had this right.

I'll figure this out. 

Reality Bites



Lelaina Pierce: I was really going to be somebody by the time I was 23.
Troy Dyer: Honey, all you have to be by the time you're 23 is yourself

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Chemistry

"The meeting of two personalities is like the 
contact of two chemical substances;
 if there is any reaction, both are transformed.”

Monday, April 6, 2009

I Like Big Butts

One of my favorite people is moving back to Canada. I really just want to cry. I can't even see her one last time. I know it's hard for her to be here and her family is there. FUCK IMMIGRATION. I just know I'm going to miss her so much that I don't know now. My summer was going to be amazing because she was going to be part of it. When I go home, she won't be there. I wish this was easier. I wont see her until bamboozle. And that's a maybe. I don't know. No one really knows, I just told Lauren. I couldnt keep it in. I miss her already. These are the times where I feel incredibly alone.