November 2011
3 posts
starting is scary until momentum makes us forget →
February 2011
2 posts
January 2011
8 posts
“Some men I appreciate…”
Giantess
Sometimes, it is hard to feel anything at all except for the absence of something in your chest cavity-
I guess people call that a heart….
It is strange; I do not think that I have felt any life pumping out of there in quite some time
No, I am not depressed
Maybe, if I went out tonight and drank some beer and danced crazily
Hair swinging wildly about
I could feel alive….
Or,...
December 2010
2 posts
Some of my favorite things...
clawed bathtubs
bubble baths
black & white movies
pearls
the color pink
feathers
coffee
chocolate
wine
the color purple
gawdy gold frames
vintage chaise lounges
peacocks
log cabins
fireplaces
baking
children’s stories
day dreaming
horses
kayaking
hiking
driving my truck
candles in jars
children with a sense of wonder….
the genuine spirit
Christmas
November 2010
6 posts
October 2010
12 posts
“It’s time for me to get back down to my roots, my base and start again....”
“So, I’m a dreamer…”
“Listen to the MUSTN’TS, child,
Listen to the DON’TS
Listen to the...”
– S.S
Lie With Me →
“Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic”
– Oscar Wilde
capelesscrusader:
steal my sunshine//len
September 2010
14 posts
Blue October- My Never
dustbowldance:
Sufjan Stevens - All For Myself
I’m on the train after a rain storm. It’s dark but lovely. The trees are muted but shine still. The wet leaves reflect the brilliance of an underwater world. The man behind me smells like sweat and rum. My damp clothes chill my skin but my body is warm. I feel my heartbeat slowly like the train I am on. The train shakes I remain steady. The man next to me is dark and handsome. We met while...
It is the dawn of my sixth day in Boston. I am still jobless but hopeful that something will come up. So far everything has been working out and I do believe there has been a divine hand guiding me this far. I am excited about tonights upcoming roomie night and my trip to the town where I was born this weekend. I realize now that it is not the place or even the people surrounding me that can...
August 2010
8 posts
