hello

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This is for the ones drowning in their own life. For the lost, the struggling, and the ones sitting in the rain alone. Rock out because your still alive. Rock out because you have another day to find the meaning of your life. Rock out because you've made it this far and have accomplished a lot. Shake the dust and rock out. Because in with all the bad there is still some good out there. And your life is worth living.    

Ordinary World

Living Without

Meet Veronica. She is an 18 year old girl struggling through high school. Her mind is filled with transparent things she doesn't understand. She wakes up late, goes to school, goes to work, comes home and does hours of homework and goes to bed. She loves cars. She rarely goes on dates. Nothing exciting ever happens. One day as she was walking through the parking lot to her car another car came speeding out of no where and the next thing she knew she was waking up in the hospital. After she realized what was going on she noticed she was missing a leg. Her right leg. 

How will she ever drive?
What will she do differently after such a life changing event?
How long will it take for things to get back to normal? Will they ever?

shake the dust

this is for the skinny boys.

this is for the girl crying at 3 am.

this is for the rape victims.

for the single mothers with no one to lean on. shake the dust.

this is for the orphans and the neglected children growing up too fast.

this is for the misunderstood.

for the 17 year old girl saying goodbye to her mother dying of leukemia. shake the dust.

this is for the hopeless.
 
for the ones going through life but not living a minute of it.

for the discouraged school teacher who thinks no one is listening. shake the dust.

this is for the girl with scars hidden under her clothes.

this is for all the red-headed bearded guys.

for the parks and the hobos who live there.

Shake the dust.

this is for the one sitting in the rain

make sure that when the sun rises tomorrow you are there watching it. Wherever there may be. Breath it in, let it out. shake the dust.

feel the wind on your face and know you're still alive so start living. step back into life with a smile on your face and your soul open.

then speak. stand. shake the dust into the air and let it fall to the ground, kick it back up and watch it fall again. because life is worth living.

Ghandi

Sometimes i smile at jokes that were said yesterday
i finally get it
I keep forgetting to think until it's late
late sits on the edge of too late
I wonder why time goes faster in the early morning
like the world is running late
We walk around keeping ourselves under strict surveillance
abiding by social law 
When will we own ourselves completely?
the moon is bright
and in the shadows we are us
and in secret conversations we send our guards home to be with their families
This is the true light
the light of who we really are
Who i am
And tonight is not the last time I'll see the light.

Blurbs

Hotel California (Eagles)
James walks into a dimly lit hotel in the early afternoon. He meets a beautiful girl holding a candle who shows him around a very interesting hotel. Will he ever check out?

Down (Jay Sean)
Jay falls madly in love with a beautiful girl. He decides to take her on a surprise vacation. After some scary events he stumbles upon her big secret. Both of their lives will change forever.

Mr. Brightside (The Killers)
After Brian's girlfriend leaves him he develops trust issues and decides to move back in with his parents where he finds something in his basement bedroom that could change history forever.

Its My Life (Bon Jovi)
When 16 year old Jake decides he is sick of being the perfect child he starts acting out and becomes a thrill seeker. When he takes it a little too far he looses a lot. When a friend calls with a proposition will he accept?

Bad Romance (Lady Gaga)
When June writes a book called The Bad Romance with her husband Michael everything they write starts to become their real life. When finally realize whats happening things have gotten out of hand. They have to fix everything or their lives will never be the same.    

songs with stories

Back to December
For the First Time

Jealousy

The poem the summer i was sixteen really makes me jealous because i enjoyed reading it and i wish i could make my poems enjoyable to read. i could relate to the feeling of the poem. i love how he showed how the people or person in the poem felt carefree and sort of floated through the summer with out saying it. A poem like this is beautiful. Its simple joys of life that sometimes get over looked but reading it makes you remember. Its a phase of life we all go through. everything is fun and easy and not a lot gets accomplished besides growing up and experiencing life. I am jealous. I would love to write a poem like that.

Complaints

i'm tired of school. of you. of life. i'm tired of homework. of housework. of work. I'm tired of makeup and hairstyles. i'm already tired typing. i'm tyred of speling things write. i'm tired of trying to be perfect. i'm tired of wearing this mask. i'm tired of disappointments. i'm tired of stressing over stupid things. i'm tired of immature people. i'm tired of being tired. i'm tired of this constant pain. i'm tired of people feeling sorry for me. i'm tired of love being one sided. i'm tired of people with two faces. i'm tired. i'm tired of not being able to do things. i'm tired of appointments. i'm tired of eyes looking at me. i'm tired of this cold weather. i'm tired of utah. i'm tired of boys. i'm tired of clothes. i'm tired of waiting. i'm tired of texting. i'm tired of schedules. i'm tired. goodnight. 

love...

love is hot chocolate when you're freezing. love is always being there just incase he changes his mind. love is letting go because its for the best. love is holding the glass to her lips for her because she is too weak to hold it herself. love is old people holding hands. love is a child so excited you're home. love is a breath of fresh air. love is singing in the morning when you are NOT a morning person. love is a never ending circle. love is a bulldozer it can destroy or create. love is a small hand wrapped around your pinky. love is being extremely poor but happy because you have whats important. love is giving someone the strength to continue. love is a disappointing road. love is a note in the dust on your dirty car. love is carrying him across the freezing river. love is a perfect rose. love is a food fight. love is eternal.

Go to your happy place!

I'm in a small field in the middle of a forest. I'm lying on a blanket. There is grass and little flowers all around me. The sun is shining, it's really warm but not too hot. There is a light breeze. I can hear the sound of a small waterfall in the distance. The leaves whisper as the wind blows past. I'm alone, just reading or writing or thinking. there is a small pathway at the side of the clearing, I follow it. I'm out of the forest and on a beach. It's dusk and the sky starts to turn shades of pink and orange. The sound of waves crashing on the beach is calming. It's a warm summer night, the smell of the ocean in the air. There is a tree house to my right and a hammock on my left. I lay in the hammock and drink a pina colada until I can see the stars. Then, with lazy curiosity, climb up the rope ladder to the tree house where I find a huge soft bed. My eyes are heavy as I sink into the bed and drift off into subconsciousness in pure bliss.

Boulevard of Broken Dreams

I walk alone. I walk alone. Its almost dark. There is an antique color over everything, like it's all dead and there is no hope for anything fresh and new. I make my way down a crowded sidewalk. No one notices me. I am invisible to them. I walk alone. We are in the middle of nowhere. I don't know why I'm walking or where I'm walking. I just keep going. Its cloudy and cold. The windows on the only building for miles are shattered and the building is falling apart. I try to talk to someone, but they don't even acknowledge my presence. I walk completely alone. There are no trees, no grass, no flowers. No hope. Just tumble weeds rolling across the frozen desert that spreads forever in every direction. The only thing I can do is keep walking down this road. No dreams to make my reality. Just dirt and pavement. No purpose, just existing in a broken state. Eventually every last person is far behind, out of view. Its only me. A car drives past and I don't even look up, I have already accepted my fate. The driver doesn't even slow his speed anyways. I am still a nobody. A disposable grain of sand. I walk alone. I walk alone. 

Thinking About You;)

I'm thinking about you like oreos think about milk. Like cars think about driving. I'm thinking about you. I'm thinking about you like keys think about typing. Like keys think about unlocking. Like keys think about playing. I'm thinking about you like eyes think about seeing. Like seeing thinks about knowing. I'm thinking about you like death thinks about life. Like a caring husband thinks about his wife. I'm thinking about you like I'm thinking about the next words to type. Like valentine lovers think about romance. Like skin thinks about touch. I'm thinking about you like an unfocused teen can't think of anything to write next because all she can think about is YOU. I'm thinking about you like a swimsuit thinks about summer. Like mondays think about sweats. Like a runner thinks about the finish line. I'm thinking about you like my lungs think about air. Like a skater thinks about getting air. I'm thinking about you like Lady Gaga thinks about being unique. Like you're thinking about someone else. I'm thinking about you.

Direct Orders

Rock out like you made it. rock out like your invincible. like its finally summer so you can put the top down on your car. like a gay guy just told you your outfit is amazing. rock out like your on top of the world. like your alive. like there is no sadness tomorrow. like you have achieved your goal. rock out like its all over. rock out like you have a love that lasts forever. rock like your a unicorn and you just found a giant pencil sharpener. like you can finally breath. like you know the meaning of your life. rock out like a crayon with a new coloring book. rock out like he loves you. rock out like there is one less hungry mouth to feed. like its your birthday. like you know the answer. rock out like you found a money tree. rock out like your favorite song through your new speakers. rock out like you've made a difference. rock out like you've saved a life. rock out like a double chocolaty chip frap has just been handed to you when you were having a bad day. like someone found your lost Camero. rock out like you're a rock. rock out like your rocking out. rock out like that thing in the back of your mind will work out and everything will be ok. rock out like last friday night. rock out like you have nothing you need to do today. like no one saw that really embarrassing thing you just did. like the pain is over. like you just got your braces off. rock out like your the only girl in a room full of attractive RMs. Rock out like you just found out tomorrows a minimal day! 

Intro!

So basically I'm adding a glass of milk so you can now enjoy this wonderful blog! Dessert for the soul... yum. This will definitely be an interesting experience so come on in have a seat and enjoy! Love it? Then great! Hate it? Your crazy because every normal person loves cookies:) they're delicious!