February 2010
23 posts
Yearning Nostalgia. →
Youth is your best asset. I’ve said that once and I’ll continue to say it for the rest of my life. My friend Lauren is basically the essence of that and everything we strive…
Iris →
Happy Birthday Love ♥
January 2010
40 posts
Unattainable Magic. →
Today was a fantastic day! I finally got the opportunity to go to the beach. My Father and I went down to Norman beach around 5:00 pm. I actually prefer going to the beach when the…
You are your own anchor.
I want that minute of yearn to cry. But before I could reside into my own choked self, I tripped over an open lung, something that was beautiful and leaving. After, and you fed me thoughts that had always eluded me. Stood out the vicious waves and you stuck them into my heart. You made a hole in your own feelings and they leaked, stained your words with a dawn that washed over into the day. Caught...
Miranda Kerr →
Miranda makes me weak at the knees. http://fashioncopious.typepad.com/ (Via. Russian Vogue)
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isn't it strange that we can't do something...
like crying like caring like loving
This Lost Freedom
Lost: hands woven into a tenth, left empty on sheets. creased beyond the numerous folds of the walls. You took the gray in my eyes and spilt them apart, so that they no longer dulled. We were thinking of something after the distance of where our minds brought us. That instant I awoke and rose from under your tetacled feet. Anchored by thoughts that took us nowhere, bounded by dislodged ties. I...
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I’m going to paraphrase Thoreau here… rather than love, than money,...
– Christopher McCandless
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Jeremy Burns →
I’m so happy I just received my Jeremy Burns signed prints via Omerica Organic.com.
I really love Jeremy Burn’s work so It was a pleasure to find some prints for a fantastic price!
Happy Girls Are The Prettiest.
sugarspun:
sometimes there’s so much beauty everywhere i go it just overwhelms me. the onrush of all adequateness and soul that is absent in me. i turn my head and i see beauty and attractiveness. i lift my head and i see charm. i drop my head and i see elegance and grace and eyeful dreams.
i feel like this beauty that seems to be so generously shared in the world, i’m the only one lacking in it
She's a cheerleader
Summer: My nose hurts.
Me: What happened?
Summer: A girl fell on my face.
Me: Oh. . .
Nobody breaks my heart
– Effy Stonem
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Not the first thing.
You talked like there was fever in the air, and asked me to breathe fresh of the sunlight that came through the folding blinds. I have kept every hour on the clock for my own, counting the ones and tens for every inch the hand moves. Most often all I ever want to do is crawl across the floor you have been without a sound. Sometimes reliving a heave so loud it makes a whirl of noises that is so...
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Change.
Jared: Whats wrong?
Me: Wrong with me? Nothing I'm fine, why do you ask?
Jared: Because you seem like . . . not the same.
Me: Uhm, I don't know I'm changing, I suppose.
Jared: For better or for worse?
Me: Better, I hope. Change Is good, right?
Jared: Sometimes. What are you changing Into?
Me: Something new.
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For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips...
– Judy Garland
Urban Dictionary - Indie →
The state of being “Indie”: 1)Being unable to talk to anyone about your music. 2)But knowing that, in the process, you’re way cooler than the kids you try to talk to about it.
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you've got so much more to live for.
There is a moment of truth stuck in your throat, spit it out. Let them all spill over and fall like confetti. Step upon it like a breath in the air. Beyond you knew of an aftertaste in your mouth that did not exist. Left it meek and tainted on the wood, but you refused to clean it up. You threaded them stars apart and arranged them somewhat in a disordered and...
One Hour And Twenty Minutes.
Me: When I want to be in a relationship I'll go for it.
Cassie: I don't see that being to hard for you.
Me: Mhmm . . . I suppose.
Cassie: Yeah, your pretty smooth.
Me: Whaaat?!?!
Cassie: Your words like flow.