this week was totally awsome. it was really like another spring break. made some money at poker aced a test slept a whole day and then ended it with an awsome performance. me and a few friends did a zoolander scene for the fashion show at school. there were 600 kids and it was pretty nerve wrecking until we all got up there and just did it. the ( Read more... )

'i dig my toes into the sand...the ocean looks like a thousand diamonds strewn across a blue blanket. i lean against the wind pretend that i am weightless and in this moment i am happy...' im scared of heights or is it that im just scared of falling but then again who isnt. rain sometimes nurtures my deep-embalmed despondency. other times i stare ( Read more... )

i wonder what kind of inanimate object i would be. can a human ever imagine himself inanimate. would i be a rock a vegetable perhaps flower. id certainly love to be a flower. but that is an object i reserve for only the better of the human species. im definitely not a fruit since im not all that sweet and definitely not a rock personality. though ( Read more... )

its not even over and im already worn and torn. i hope college is like this.

the archs of earth tones celebrated our arrival. as we sped over the great mirror our reflections were blinded by that greater light. its undulations glimmered like millions of diamonds but the brightest ones shone from your eyes. they mixed with the pearls and i cannot think of a happier time. the sequoia should always be treasured as our ( Read more... )

the past few days have been nothing short of spectacular. life is what you make of it and while depressing solemn moments are unavoidable i find that everything seems to balance itself in the end. you have to take the rain with the storms but ive always liked sunny showers they always show me how light will always shine through making the perfect ( Read more... )

Then all the locks spiralled onto the floor in a twilight shower

'you can make a plan carve it into stone like a feather falling it is still unknown until the clock speaks up says its time to go. you can choose the high or the lower road. you might clench your fist you might fork your tongue. as you curse or praise. all the things youve done. and the faders move and the music dies as pass over on the arc of time ( Read more... )

i just stood there. the cool breeze was blowing back my hair while the radiant sun glanced off her. then she turned her eyes shone like midnight. i couldnt see into her it was pitch black. then a far off drip like throwing a dime down a dreary wishing well. but there isnt any room for wishes when there isnt even room for a bottom. she echoed from ( Read more... )

a hawk collided against my room window today