Monday, January 25, 2010

timeless.


stunning.




a red light.

some are coming home,
some are leaving town;
while my world's c r a s h i n g down.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

you drive me crazy half the time.


watch me strike a match on all my wasted time.

state the obvious, i didn't get my perfect fantasy.
i realize you love yourself more than you could ever love me.

i really, really hate that stupid old pickup truck you never let me drive.

as far as i'm concerned you're just another picture to burn.

i hate that it reminds me of him.


theodore roosevelt.

"it is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. the credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes short again and again, who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, and spends himself in a worthy cause, who at best knows achievement and who at the worst if he fails at least fails while daring greatly so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat."

hakuna matata.

it mean's 'no worries' for the rest of your days.
it's a problem-free philosophy.

ralph waldo emerson.

"whatever you do, you need courage. whatever course you decide upon, there is always someone to tell you are wrong. there are always difficulties arising that tempt you to believe your critics are right. to map out a course of action and follow it to an end requires some of the same courage that a soldier needs. peace has its victories, but it takes brave men and women to win them. "

robert frost.

the best way out is always through.

martin luther king jr.

"if you lose hope, somehow you lose the vitality that keeps life moving, you lose that courage to be, that quality that helps you go on in spite of it all. and so today i still have a dream."

valentine's day.

young love.
full of promise;
ignorant of r e a l i t y.

keshavan nair

"with courage you will dare to take risks, have the strength to be compassionate and the wisdom to be humble. courage is the foundation of integrity."

eleanor roosevelt.

"you gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. you must do the thing which you think you cannot do."

whatcha wanna be married to me for anyways?

so i can kiss you
a n y t i m e i want.

sweet home alabama.

maybe i'll just fly south for the winter.

since when does it have to be either or

you can have roots and wings.

deterioration.

for awhile i was doing so well. like i can't even explain it. and then it seems like everything just fell apart. i am so unbelievably stressed out and i have no idea why. i am in such excruciating pain it's ridiculous. i always know when i am stressed because i can feel my entire body breaking down. i get really off eating habits, i can't sleep properly, my back and neck hurt beyond imagination, i broke out, i'm just really and truly an absolute mess.

not so sunny.

arrival at billy's was pleasant; watching sofa king and sunshine's mothers dance on the bar, hilariously entertaining. sofa king's dad told me to go say hello to sofa king's mom so i did and she gave me a huge hug telling me to come around more often. momma b(sunshine's mom) to my surprise gave me a huge hug and told me she missed me; slightly awkward as i presume she knows the story and i haven't spoken to her son in four months.
km(sofa king's girlfriend) and were having so much fun in the middle of a lovely conversation when sunshine approaches looks at her says, "you first", looks at me and says, "you next". first of all you are not my parent disciplining my sister and i for getting in a fight? second, i haven't spoken to you in a long time for a legitimate reason.
km and sunshine have a conversation that ends up with her in tears and him being his conceited asshole ish self.
sunshine and i have a 'conversation' or yelling match whichever way you prefer to interpret it. i've never been so insulted. i seriously have never been so close to punching someone in the face than i was that night. i would like to know what happened to him, how he got that way. he is an entirely different person than the boy i fell head over heels in love with. and yes, i said love.