Friday, February 3, 2012

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

walking down the street this morning with the clouds and light rain,
i noticed my hands were dirty, my black sweater and brown boots stained,
 hair a mess on top of my head with dried clay on my cheek,
i thought to myself: how did i get here?

i believe i am the happiest i have ever been.

Friday, January 27, 2012

my head is absolutely in next year;
at graduation, in spain, camped out, somewhere else..

i told myself that 23 was my year, and it was.
why do i get the feeling that 24 will be just as good,
if not better? because it will. it absolutely will.

where can i get one of these?
the headpiece that is..

Monday, January 23, 2012

Friday, January 20, 2012

last year i started a dream board but left half of it blank
does that mean i am a work in progress?

Thursday, January 19, 2012

i would just like to take a minute and personally thank the author of the sookie stackhouse novels
for providing me with endless hours of escapism and imaginative stimulation

that is all.