Daddy's ghost behind you
Sleeping dog beside you
You're a poem of mystery
You're the prayer inside me

Spoken words like moonlight
You're the voice that I like

Needlework and seedlings
In the way you're walking
To me from the timbers
Faded from the winter

thunder only happens when it's raining
players only love you when they're playing.

i'm afraid i'll be lonely this summer.

now here you go again you say you want your freedom, well who am i to keep you down ( Read more... )

spending time with sophia at the farm was amazing. it was totally worry free- i didn't take anything with me: art worries, future worries, all the idiots in my life... it was great ( Read more... )

i just found out, after all that, that i now have to go back into my cast.

apparently, my foot didn't heal, since it's still swollen and hurting... so now i'm back in the cast.

sometimes life is so much more than frustrating.

whats the use in figuring it all out?
i'm a question mark, a walking talking question mark
i'm a question mark, a walking talking question mark
i'm a question mark, a walking talking question mark
but what is the question again?

what's the use of figuring it all out?

the only human being i've seen all day is the "beautiful" guy ( Read more... )

he gets me every time

in woodstock... ohh i love vermont ( Read more... )