This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb, and who is the knife?
Midas is king, and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
Rabbit Heart (Raise It Up) - Florence & The Machine
Favorite song right now.
Monday, May 31, 2010
Friday, May 28, 2010
Promzies!
So last night was my last spring concert of highschool... last concert of highschool in general.
It's kinda weird. It's all almost over. I mean, I'm excited and all cuz I hate highschool, but it's hard to actually grasp that I'm graduating in less than a month.
WHAT am I going to do in the real world.
But anyways! It's prom! :) Pretty dress, hair, etc :D gonna be a blast!
Lataaaa
It's kinda weird. It's all almost over. I mean, I'm excited and all cuz I hate highschool, but it's hard to actually grasp that I'm graduating in less than a month.
WHAT am I going to do in the real world.
But anyways! It's prom! :) Pretty dress, hair, etc :D gonna be a blast!
Lataaaa
Monday, May 24, 2010
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
And the highlight of the week iiiiiss...
WATERMELON NAILS!
Oh the excitement :)
Nothing says summer like having a summer fruit at your fingertips :)
Monday, May 17, 2010
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Frickin sick of it.
I hate it how EVERYONE seems to treat me like I'm some kind of over-spastic idiot that doesn't have a thought in her head.
You know, I have the ability to tell stories without it being irrelevant to you, and when I feel insulted by your comment, I'm not throwing a tantrum.
Sometimes I am just so sick of people, it makes me feel like punching walls.
You're not perfect, either.
You know, I have the ability to tell stories without it being irrelevant to you, and when I feel insulted by your comment, I'm not throwing a tantrum.
Sometimes I am just so sick of people, it makes me feel like punching walls.
You're not perfect, either.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Give Me The Simple Life.
Clementine - The Decemberists
You slept in your overalls
After the wrecking ball
Bereft you of house and of home
And left you with sweet fuck-all
So we got in your car
With our kickabout hearts
And we hollered out 'Sweet clementine'
Tell your mom to marry us
A candle to carry us
With cans on our bicycle fenders
So sweet and hilarious
And we'll find us a home
Built of packaging foam
That will be there 'til after we die
And, I'll play the clarinet
Use clamshells for castinets
We play with our bags on our shoulders
My sweet lady lioness
And I watch as you sleep
So indelibly deep
And I hum to you sweet clementine
You slept in your overalls
After the wrecking ball
Bereft you of house and of home
And left you with sweet fuck-all
So we got in your car
With our kickabout hearts
And we hollered out 'Sweet clementine'
Tell your mom to marry us
A candle to carry us
With cans on our bicycle fenders
So sweet and hilarious
And we'll find us a home
Built of packaging foam
That will be there 'til after we die
And, I'll play the clarinet
Use clamshells for castinets
We play with our bags on our shoulders
My sweet lady lioness
And I watch as you sleep
So indelibly deep
And I hum to you sweet clementine
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Perfect.
Gosh, sometimes life just feels so darn perfect it's unbelievable.
Do you ever get those moments where everything you were worried about, or didn't understand just makes sense? And everything that had you feeling skeptical reassures you completely?
Those moments are the best.
Do you ever get those moments where everything you were worried about, or didn't understand just makes sense? And everything that had you feeling skeptical reassures you completely?
Those moments are the best.
April - Random Silliness;
My calendar mad me write a non-sensical poem this month.
So this is a random poem by me and Thomas!
Birthday apples trick the woman's memory
Of butterfly evenings, warm and blue
Say then, people who ask me to believe time magic;
Proof paint feel good.
So this is a random poem by me and Thomas!
Birthday apples trick the woman's memory
Of butterfly evenings, warm and blue
Say then, people who ask me to believe time magic;
Proof paint feel good.
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