my family and friends
the food that i eat
--all those *cliches* 
that do make life sweet

a proper-length coat
a roof during rain
sleep after work;
those things m u n d a n e . . .

flowers and puppies
hugs and a smooch
giggles from babies;
(the sickeningly cute)

the words that breathe
what my heart feels
which your eyes might see
and know they're real

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now i lay me down to sleep
i pray the lord my soul to keep
i god-bless mommy and daddy
my sister elizabeth
sadie (santa, cocoa bean, muffy, fluffy, bashful)
all my aunts and uncles and cousins
grandma and grandad
my guardian angel
and god bless me
amen.

if i could write happiness, these would be my words.

if i could sing truth, these would be my lyrics.

if i could paint serenity, these would be my colors.

if i could compose a symphony of emotions, these would be my only notes.

they are few but they are all i need.

someone is getting the best of me.  
you've tested me and bested me,
and thus you get the best of me--
     this tested me.
now i know  what's me;
i've grown, you see, and figured out my own true ME.

i won't back down or take back seat
or deal with shit and face defeat.

it's just not me.

and i know you see and i hope you agree--
this time around you've got ( Read more... )

"you know, when you start...school they warn you that you're gonna have to make sacrifices. but i guess that means different things to different people. like giving up something you really want now for something you've wanted your whole life. or spending less time on yourself so you can spend time with someone you really love. at some point, ( Read more... )

ok scratch that last post.

i am so fucking sick and tired of life. in general.

i am so fucking sick of getting treated like dirt by guys. i know i shouldn't really care all that much but it's getting pretty ridiculous. i know there are nice guys out there but god forbid i actually end up with one.

out with the old and in with the new, right?

bring it on.

i'm pretty sure this is what i wanted to tell you. this is what i wanted to write ( Read more... )

i'm twenty-one years old and i realize that i ( Read more... )