Dear You,
I’m guilty of missing your shape next to mine so keenly. The shape of my pillow isn't as perfect as you and though I tangle my legs together in my cold bed sheets and they are soft and comforting they aren't nearly as soft and comforting as you are. This can’t be real. Perhaps I have made you up, and we’ll just be together in this little love book of mine like when people say “anything is possible”. Let’s love us in this craziness and prove them right. I’m happy you’ve forgotten her because it’s in my arms you belong in and doesn’t it feel so good?
Loving you madly,
Me.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
I believe I deserve something beautiful.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
in the tangles again.

You have stolen my August.
You hid disguised of innocent humor and pushed me back to that place where last we dreamed in make pretend. You draped an irresistible velvety lather before my eyes and then tripped me, I fell you know. I went for it, reopening my wounds with my predictable pain and now I’m left keeping the salty sea away from the scratches.
You have risen from the depths of my heart and whispered your way into the light in some futile attempt to whisk me along again. You sat there singing our bittersweet song and luring me with your musky scent and brilliant blunders.
You act like we haven’t been through this.
You've torn me open again. But don't worry. I’ll fight harder this time, to continue loving you.
Monday, July 19, 2010
Randomness with Skip Rocks...
Last night the boys slept at the G-Lair. This morning I received a text msg that read as follows:
LMAO.
Jimbo: There's a nab rat inside the warehouse.
LMAO.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Passionately Devoted. . .
Release of the leaves...
The boys are keeping me young and giving me a few headaches. My days are filled with daydreams of Paris and deep thoughts of you.
The boys are keeping me young and giving me a few headaches. My days are filled with daydreams of Paris and deep thoughts of you.
Monday, May 24, 2010
ll bello della vita...
Maybe I am selfish, childish, immature, irrational, illogical, emotional, sensitive, imbalanced, prude, inexperienced, argumentative, ball-busting and un-matrixy but that is the beauty of life. I am me.
"Man is neither entirely a puppet of the gods,nor is he entirely the captain of his own destiny; he's a little of both. (freewill) We gallop through our lives like circus performers balancing on 2 speeding side-by-side horses - one foot is on the horse called 'fate', the other on the horse called 'free will'. And the questions you have to ask every day is, Which horse is which? Which horse do I need to stop worrying about because it's not under my control, and which do I need to steer with concentrated effort? "
I choose how I'm going to regard unfortunate circumstances in my life and if I will see them as curses or opportunities.
I can choose my words and the tone of voice in which I speak them
Most importantly, I can choose my thoughts.
I know better. I can do anything. I can finish this myself, it isn't only possible. It is essential: I forgive myself and I let go.
I learn how to discipline my speech preventing my energies from spilling out of me through the rupture of my mouth, exhausting me and filling the world with words, words, words instead of serenity, peace and bliss.
If God wanted me to be a ditzy, shy, american girl with thin blond hair, he would have made me that way, but he didn't. I accept how I was made and embody myself fully therein- working within my personality. I am a work in progress, evolving, learning, growing...
Everything - for no reason whatsoever - is perfect.
I see the best in everyone. I assume that everyone is emotionally capable of REACHING their highest potential. I have fallen in love more times than I care to count with the highest potential of a man, rather than with the man himself, and then I have hung on for a long time (sometimes far too long) waiting for the man to ascend to his own greatness.
If I'm truly to beome an autonomous woman, then I must take over that role of being my own guardian...women should strive to become like the men they had always wanted to marry.
I encourage you to lose balance sometimes for love, for emotions, for people that you have some sort of connection with because sometimes you must do this in order to live a balanced life.
Your treasure - your perfection - is within you already. But to claim it, you must leave the busy commotion of the mind and abandon the desires of the ego and enter into the silence of the heart.
Eat, Pray, Love.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
-My wish *

** Some amazing song lyrics- Rascal Flatts
I hope the days come easy and the moments pass slow,
and each road leads you where you wanna go,
and if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,
I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.
And if one door opens to another door closed,
I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window,
if it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile.
But more than anything, more than anything...
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
your dreams stay big, your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
and while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish.
I hope you never look back, but you never forget,
all the ones who love you, in the place you left,
I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,and you help somebody every chance you get,
Oh, you find God's grace, in every mistake,
and always give more than you take.
But More than anything, yeah, more than anything...
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
your dreams stay big, your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
and while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish. Yeah.
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
your dreams stay big, your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
and while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish.
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