Wednesday, March 23, 2011

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.

Monday, February 21, 2011

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. 

Sunday, February 13, 2011

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.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

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! 

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

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!