a new approach
I just now decided that I should stop being emo on lj. I'm happy a lot of the time, dammit! And yet, it never shows because I don't feel the need to post when I'm in a good mood. So I'm going a different route tonight. I may be emoing a little tonight, but this post isn't about such problems.
Things I love, in no particular order:
Stella, my beautiful, finger chafing guitar.
Writing songs that sound like songs I would listen to.
Playing guitar for becca in the park at one in the morning.
Letting myself trust that I'm loved, that it'll all be ok because things in life are allowed to be hard. And even if I was on that path to ruining things, I'm on the way to fixing it.
Watching Michael Jackson music videos on MTV for hours.
My amazing rainbow goodness and the amount of raving GAY I will be for pride.
The amount of raving GAY I am all the time.
Running and dancing in the torrental downpour we had tonight.
Seeing my brother after two weeks away from him.
Finding my long lost, signed copy of Wolf Speaker under Jonah's dresser.
Playing scattergories in the parking lot of the Museum of Nature and Science next to the dinosaur statue (we ned him pete fred george) at 12 40 in the morning.
Cutting out milk for a while to see if that helps me feel less sick.
This means I'll start drinking soy mochas again.
Maria keeping me up until 6 30 last night.
Maria and I having the same brain. (you will never know how scary this is until you meet maria)
Encore. Nearly singing REALLY racy things in front of Becca's parents.
Introducing people to the office.
A certian person NOT having mono.
My new journal.
My family having an income.
A new cell phone that isnt a piece of shit.
BUYING TICKETS TO HBP OH MY GOD.
La dee da. I am now ready to go to sleep.
Things I love, in no particular order:
Stella, my beautiful, finger chafing guitar.
Writing songs that sound like songs I would listen to.
Playing guitar for becca in the park at one in the morning.
Letting myself trust that I'm loved, that it'll all be ok because things in life are allowed to be hard. And even if I was on that path to ruining things, I'm on the way to fixing it.
Watching Michael Jackson music videos on MTV for hours.
My amazing rainbow goodness and the amount of raving GAY I will be for pride.
The amount of raving GAY I am all the time.
Running and dancing in the torrental downpour we had tonight.
Seeing my brother after two weeks away from him.
Finding my long lost, signed copy of Wolf Speaker under Jonah's dresser.
Playing scattergories in the parking lot of the Museum of Nature and Science next to the dinosaur statue (we ned him pete fred george) at 12 40 in the morning.
Cutting out milk for a while to see if that helps me feel less sick.
This means I'll start drinking soy mochas again.
Maria keeping me up until 6 30 last night.
Maria and I having the same brain. (you will never know how scary this is until you meet maria)
Encore. Nearly singing REALLY racy things in front of Becca's parents.
Introducing people to the office.
A certian person NOT having mono.
My new journal.
My family having an income.
A new cell phone that isnt a piece of shit.
BUYING TICKETS TO HBP OH MY GOD.
La dee da. I am now ready to go to sleep.