Saturday, January 23, 2010

Unlike livers, hearts don't grow back. ;P

I was lying in bed and all of the sudden, I remembered Rachel's joke about Zwick.
I laughed.
and then I cried

I think we're all born with a big heart.
Because when we're little we don't have to think about loving.
We don't worry about getting hurt.
We just do. Without any question.
But as we grow somehow are hearts get smaller.
They get broken-and eventually pieces are missing.
Before we know it, we're left guarding the only parts we have left.
And it's a mistake because if we don't let people in to try and fill those gaps,
We're left with them
And our hearts will heal twisted in an attempt to get rid of the empty spaces.
After that, it's hard to straighten them out agian.


I didn't really get anything done today.
-quite saddening.

Jesus Christ, I hope everything works out.

Friday, January 8, 2010

Snow flurries arn't what's making me cold.

Chester's dying.
and I can't do anything about it.

You should have taken him to the vet.
I told you I told you I told you.
"He's not our dog"
Even though you told me I could keep him.
You don't care, that's why.
You gasp and cry about people on TV, but you don't care about anything but yourself and your perfect little picture of how your life should be.
"Put him out of his misery", you say.
So what, Mom? What are you gonna do??
I know you won't be footing any bill for a euthanization.
Shoot him?
Or should we stuff him in a garbage bag and drown him in the river?
Your choice.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

A guy by the name of Cai Guo-Qiang made this with gunpowder.

Pretty sweet right?

Natalie Alper also has some awesome work :D


Check it out ^^

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Breath a little deeper, walk a little slower.

I want Fall Break.
I want it so bad.
I want to watch the sunrise from my porch, not the front seat of my mom's Prius.
I want to have time to watch The Wizard of Oz.
I want to organize my room. It's driving me insane. O.o
I want to make little raindeer shaped cookies with my family.
I want to paint.
I want to sleep.
I want it to be cold ALL day long-not just the morning.
I want time.
Time to play the piano
and my dad's guitar.
Time to do everything, because I feel like I'm missing out on so much.

I'm tired of being rushed.

On an awesome note//
Our Icelandic friends are coming to see us for Thanksgiving :D yay.

I love you people<3

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Pomegranate lollipop? Do I dare?

I asked God who I was supposed to be.


I'm so tired.

My dad has been complaining about his job a lot lately.
His boss is pretty much a nasty jerk, and he really wants to do something else.
I know him, and he wouldn't complain about anything unless it was something that was really driving him crazy. He isn't getting a lot of sleep and he just hasn't been himself at all. Hes getting agitated easily AND THAT NEVER HAPPENS. SERIOUSLY. Now, all of the sudden he wants to take me out of Art Club and Vocal Arts because he doesn't like getting home late. And I would seriously rather just home school if he did. Getting up at 5 every day and sitting though class isn't worth it to me.
I could do so much more without all that.
I could still see my friends and I would have time to learn to play piano and the guitar, hang out at church, ride my horses, paint, get a job = mini cooper!..maybe I could even get some sleep every once in a while. ;P

~I'm trying to make the best of it

Saturday, October 10, 2009

I want to fold the world in my arms tonight.

It's my favorite time.
Shadows stretch out along the grass
The sun burns brighter as it kisses the sky goodbye
Long wispy fingers touching
in it's last embrace until tomorrow.

It's a pretty sight c;

I don't know why it came to mind now, but I've always wanted a sister.
The type that brushes your hair and gives you hugs;
that you can stay up all night and talk about everything to.
It would be nice.
I like to image that's what Kayla would have been like,
but she died.
A miscarriage, actually.
They aren't even sure if she was a girl,
but my parents always thought so.
The thing is though, I wouldn't be here if she had lived.
But it reminds me that I'm here for a reason.
-Because she didn't die for nothing.
That I am sure of.

It helps to know I'll meet her one day<3