My brunette hair has gotten longer.
My big blue eyes have gotten deeper.
My style has gotten hipster.
My life has gotten better.
I have myself a man.
I have myself best friends.
I have myself good grades.
I have myself good pay.
Bob Dylan said it best,
"Times they are a changin'".
What if we aren't ready?
What if we never will be ready?
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
Life Lost and Found
My grandpa is too weak to function.
I have a boyfriend that I am more into physically than emotionally.
I don't know what to do with my life.
I want to be in Colorado more than ever before.
I miss writing poetry.
I am happier than I have ever been while still feeling empty inside.
I yearn for a stronger relationship with Jesus.
A Poem of Solidarity
I sit in the back of library
alone.
I study for an exam
alone.
I wish I was always
alone.
I have a boyfriend that I am more into physically than emotionally.
I don't know what to do with my life.
I want to be in Colorado more than ever before.
I miss writing poetry.
I am happier than I have ever been while still feeling empty inside.
I yearn for a stronger relationship with Jesus.
A Poem of Solidarity
I sit in the back of library
alone.
I study for an exam
alone.
I wish I was always
alone.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
Final Thread
I am an unwanted dress hanging in a closet filled with hope.
Dreaming to be worn.
Ragged.
Holes.
Covered in the dust which was caused by the angry stomps of owners whom once loved me, the dress.
My buttons slowly drifting away while my collar stay connected.
My collar keeps my flowing skirt confident as the doors to my dark home open and close.
My collar allows my chest to keep it's shape giving it the appearance of a beating heart.
I, the unwanted dress, will continue swaying with the mockery from the frayed jeans and creased Oxfords for I know my
Raggedy
Holes
will be chosen once more.
I will know this as my final thread rips from my collar causing my lifeless fabric to drown into the hardwood floor feeling nothing but strength.
I am the unwanted dress, hanging in a closet filled with hope.
Dreaming to be worn.
Raggedy.
Holes.
Dead.
Dreaming to be worn.
Ragged.
Holes.
Covered in the dust which was caused by the angry stomps of owners whom once loved me, the dress.
My buttons slowly drifting away while my collar stay connected.
My collar keeps my flowing skirt confident as the doors to my dark home open and close.
My collar allows my chest to keep it's shape giving it the appearance of a beating heart.
I, the unwanted dress, will continue swaying with the mockery from the frayed jeans and creased Oxfords for I know my
Raggedy
Holes
will be chosen once more.
I will know this as my final thread rips from my collar causing my lifeless fabric to drown into the hardwood floor feeling nothing but strength.
I am the unwanted dress, hanging in a closet filled with hope.
Dreaming to be worn.
Raggedy.
Holes.
Dead.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Do I or Don't I?
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Dings, Springs, and Unwanted Things
I'm tired and sickly. Oh, allergies how you forsake me! I just worked out and now have to freshen up and do some homework before class. My camera broke. I do so promise to fix it soon to post two pictures from my birthday.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Birthday Princess
My birthday is on Saturday.
I think I will wear my sparkly pink princess dress and a grey cardigan.
Pictures will be posted.
<3
I think I will wear my sparkly pink princess dress and a grey cardigan.
Pictures will be posted.
<3
Monday, July 5, 2010
Much Love Monday [Coffee]
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Princess List
Princess List of Important Things to Do that Are Not So Glamourous:
- Work in the AM
- Elliptical
- Book work/Online Work for math
- Night time run
- More math
Princess List of Things to Do that Are So Glamourous:
- Drink tons of tea with my pinky high
- Praise God
- Read more of my David Sedaris book
- Journal
- Praise God even more
- Night time walks

- Work in the AM
- Elliptical
- Book work/Online Work for math
- Night time run
- More math
Princess List of Things to Do that Are So Glamourous:
- Drink tons of tea with my pinky high
- Praise God
- Read more of my David Sedaris book
- Journal
- Praise God even more
- Night time walks

Monday, June 28, 2010
Much Love Monday
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Oh! Hark!
Is love alive?
Goodnight moon. Goodnight world. Goodnight life. Goodnight love. Goodnight happiness. Goodnight makeup. Goodnight chapstick. Goodnight pink clothes. Goodnight Barbie backpack. Goodnight mommy. Goodnight Freckles. Goodnight zebra Pancake. Goodnight daytime. Goodnight. Good. Night.




weheartit.
Goodnight moon. Goodnight world. Goodnight life. Goodnight love. Goodnight happiness. Goodnight makeup. Goodnight chapstick. Goodnight pink clothes. Goodnight Barbie backpack. Goodnight mommy. Goodnight Freckles. Goodnight zebra Pancake. Goodnight daytime. Goodnight. Good. Night.




weheartit.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
One More Down
My class is over. It is now time to relax for two days, minus my work outs, and read all kinds of lovely books and blogs.
My class is over,
my class is done.
But none of that matters
for you don't love me, hun.
I made myself a little wish box that has a gorgeous painting by John Waterhouse on the cover. I filled the box with glitter and then wrote down wishes and names of people to pray for. Little things that make me happy are in there, too. Today I pulled out "Smile all day". I have been so far.
from weheartit.
My class is over,
my class is done.
But none of that matters
for you don't love me, hun.
I made myself a little wish box that has a gorgeous painting by John Waterhouse on the cover. I filled the box with glitter and then wrote down wishes and names of people to pray for. Little things that make me happy are in there, too. Today I pulled out "Smile all day". I have been so far.
from weheartit.
Sunday, June 6, 2010
He Scares Me
I'm in love.
I'm in love with the most perfect male.
He is handsome, nice, sweet, everyone loves him.
He accepts me for my faults and the personality traits others find stupid or silly.
He loves me too..
but not like I love him.
He loves me as a best friend.
This scares me.
I don't want to get hurt.
I also don't want to settle.
I shall wait for him.
I would be happy with no one but him.
Time to continue with my hot tea drinking and wistful music.
I will also continue with my wishful thinking.



Images from weheartit.
I'm in love with the most perfect male.
He is handsome, nice, sweet, everyone loves him.
He accepts me for my faults and the personality traits others find stupid or silly.
He loves me too..
but not like I love him.
He loves me as a best friend.
This scares me.
I don't want to get hurt.
I also don't want to settle.
I shall wait for him.
I would be happy with no one but him.
Time to continue with my hot tea drinking and wistful music.
I will also continue with my wishful thinking.



Images from weheartit.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
It Can't Be Up to Me
Sometimes I wonder why things do not always work out the way we want them to. Then I realize it is up to us to make life work out. Which is why I strive to be as strong as Alice Kingsley.
I will imagine six impossible things before breakfast.
I will believe in myself.
I will conquer my enemies with love.
Inspiration Pictures:





All pictures from weheartit.
I will imagine six impossible things before breakfast.
I will believe in myself.
I will conquer my enemies with love.
Inspiration Pictures:





All pictures from weheartit.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Ethereal
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