Once again I have found myself at home in an environment of musicians. Most of us think alike and share a passion that burns deep in the soul. Most of us are full of love and compassion and do not judge. I would love to make a living of this if i knew it wouldnt be so difficult, and if there was no way that the politics and competition could put ( Read more... )

please someone tell me an answer because i keep asking the same question without finding a solution.
WHAT THE FUCK IS FUCKING WRONG WITH ME.

I do not know what is happening/has happened to me. I am so ridiculously incapable of love. I like my space. So much so that I haven't seen you in days and I don't care. Our phone conversations are short fused ( Read more... )

I love Gypsy Jazz.
I love friends.
I love having Alexas back.
I love Ben.
I love FREE (the adjective.)
I love sun.
I love laughter.
I love food.
I love family.

I LOVE LOVE.

I feel like this won't hit me until it's September 17th and my parents and I are unaccompanied by my brother at my birthday dinner. Or maybe it will be as early as the first day of school, when I'm taking the bus or riding with a friend as opposed to riding shotgun next to my brother with music blasting our ear drums out. I don't know when it will ( Read more... )

Tonight I finished reading The Perks of Being a Wallflower. To be completely honest, I had avoided this book for a long time even when everyone said to read it; because of that soul reason. It seemed like one of those cliche girly "coming of age" books. But I was in need of a good read, so I went for it. And i figured out that everyone reads it ( Read more... )

There is no longer a "mess." He is mine and I am his...and I'm sure you'll all be glad to know that i picked the right He.
I am falling in love.

Despite how ridiculously complicated and swarmed my head feels with this mess; life is good. Life is so good.

When you came home and I was walking toward you across an empty parking lot like in a movie, I wanted to be running- but I wasn't. I was with people and at that time still concerned of my image. A friend jokingly ran ahead of me, but you pushed him aside. A lengthy embrace, and that feeling...your skin was always so warm...

I caught myself smiling ( Read more... )

I feel bad for writing that private entry of hatred to you. I jumped to conclusions and assumed the worst, but what else was I supposed to do when I hadn't heard from you? But thank you- thank you for eventually calling, and thank you for understanding my reasoning.
What we are now is exactly where we should be. I am finally over you, I have been ( Read more... )

whatever happens, happens for a reason and thats how life plays out. sometimes we win a game and sometimes we lose it and it sucks and it hurts and for a moment it feels like we'll never get up, but when you look at the big picture you realize that it's not worth the tears and time over something we'll probably forget about or at least disregard in ( Read more... )