October 2010
September 2010
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Lets Make a Life
not a living.
How Is It That
a sort of sad song can make me feel so much better?
I want to write. I have lots and lots floating around in my head. Some of it i will get rid of on paper, some I will treasure on paper. But I’m just to tired to lift the pencil, litterally. Writing Ash’s letter today was the extent of my writing today. Guess It’ll just have to stay crammed in my stuffed-up-head-achey-brain for...
I've got a case of Sleeping Sickness
I awoke Only to find my lungs empty And through the night So it seems I’m not breathing And now my dreams are nothing like they were meant to be And I’m breaking down, I think I’m breaking down And I’m afraid To sleep because of what haunts me Such as living with the uncertainty That I’ll never find the words to say Which would completely explain Just how I’m...
“I’d be lying If I told you losing you was something I could handle.”
– White Tie Affair
Lindsay Lohan, 24,
is all over the news because she’s a celebrity drug addict. While Justin Allen, 23, Brett Linley, 29, Matthew Weikert, 29, Justus Bartett, 27, Dave Santos, 21, Chase Stanley, 21, Jesse Reed, 26, Matthew Johnson, 21, Zachary Fisher, 24, Brandon King, 23, Christopher Goeke, 23, and Sheldon Tate, 27 are all Marines that gave their lives this week, no media mention. Honor THEM by reblogging.
tonight’s obsession. Why do I see you in...
“WEARY with toil, I haste me to my bed
The dear repose for limbs with travel...”
– William Shakespeare
Sonnet 27
Today I Am
in Shakespeare class as I write this. I’ve already finished my movie project (full to the brim with embarrassing footage) and drawn the front of a birthday card. I love block days with nothing to do….So I’m going to throw a sonnet at you all. This is sonnet 27, my favorite Shakespeare sonnet (so far). After reciting and analyzing it last year and then illustrating it in film this...
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I Have Concluded That
writing a rough draft for an essay is the worst way to spend an afternoon. I have an hour and a half to finish. cool.
(alittlepoemforyouall)
After a while you learn the subtle difference Between holding a hand and chaining a soul, And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning And company doesn’t mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts And presents aren’t promises, And you begin to accept your defeats With your head up and your eyes open With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child, And you learn to...
I Loathe Emoticons
that are animated. Because when you mean to just go :] they start moving without your permission and end up going :333. not allowed, emoticon, not allowed.
“I dream a lot. I do more painting when I’m not painting. It’s in the...”
– Andrew Wyeth
Neon
Somewhere in the far reaches of my mind Is the city With intercrossing roads and bridges Sidewalks and streets that interchange as I leave them Where the inhabitant forever sleeps Underneath the sky that pulses green Purple and red, painted in arches over stars. Neon signs that glimmer in faint comparison Somewhere along the highway Over frost heaves evident in the warmest night I hear the notes...
“By heaven, I do love, and it hath taught me to rime/ and to be melancholy.”
– William Shakespeare
