Hold On

With Charcoal eyes and Monroe hips
She went and took that California trip
Well, the moon was gold,
Hair like wind
She said don't look back just
Come on Jim

.....

By a 99 cent store she closed her eyes
And started swaying
But it's so hard to dance that way
When it's cold and there's no music
When your old hometown is so far away
But, inside your head there's a record playing

......

Well I guess there are some things I can't change.
 time to pick up and start over...again
bitterness will help noone
it's when things are lowest that everything seems so clear

ugh. I hate depressing posts.
but when things are going well
 ain't nobody got time to blog


left in the rubble I guess now Ill have time for everything I didn't before
It is a cleansing fire :)

that said... I can't wait to leave this place

did i think that running away would erase my problems
i will not live my life in mediocrity
Italia
chocolates
bread
and lots of olive oil

its not that i didn't love you
its that i wasn't ready to be your trophy
its been raining for weeks
but a day of sun is all it takes
to remind me i love it here

they say your feel better if you let it out
but the tears keep falling and nothings changed
happiness is an obligation but
if noone cares then does it matter

maybe all i need is some sleep
when i awake things will be the way they should be

i dont even know how it should be anymore

a date to the banquet

this is as close as i've been to hating the world

all i can see are masks and stares

sure i dont love
maybe im just to afraid to admit that, that is all i want
because once they have your heart
they hold the gun

another birthday.
yay.
none of my friends called me at midnight.
in my dormroom at 10:30 on a Saturday night.
well.... at least i got the birthday dance
from some random friends that i found.
:) lei you are amazing.



YAY!!! Evan and william you tottaly made my night :)

Oh southern

Well.... im still here.
bought christmas lights today.
flirted with a guy who has a girlfriend.
checked grades .... and almost cried.
Boob died.
i flushed him down the toilet.
..mikes hard lemonade.. tastes like lemonade.
dates with guys i just want as friends ....
and just friends with guys i want to date.

Oh my.

what is this place that smells of cookies and rain...
i finally fell in love.. and lost it
starting over
i should be used to it by now.
...... i miss him.
not ready for this.
everything is too scary

ಲವ್ ಮೇ ಫಾರೆವೆರ್
a date... and a glass bridge...
a hand to hold
and still not the same. the smell is all wrong..

falling for your best friend.....
a horrible idea..

laying in the pouring rain
as the water rises around you closing in around your lips...
breathing water as it turns to fire...
this is the life i have chosen
and i am happy....
will anyone save me from myself
from the powers of the world that i drench in painted honey..
i love you.