lost. so very lost.

god life is so hard right now.

Sunday, November 9th, 2008, Oleva Hastings passed away in her sleep with her daughter, my mom, holding her hand and stroking her hair. What can we learn from her? How she lived and how she died. Her travels take up four passports. Her tiny Chicago apartment is filled with a lifetime of priceless treasures. Ivory from ( Read more... )

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how strange, the view out my window now is not so pleasant as it once was in florida.

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i am a little sad, empty, alone, and quiet.
lots of alone.

you're all i need.

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Desiderata
by max ehrmann (1920)

i wanted to share this with all the 2008 graduates:
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
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fat.

now that im graduating and i've worked my way through ib, i dont really care anymore about leaving or the work or the graduation. it's anticlimactic. im just reveling in my new-found freedom and hoping it's not fleeting.

the need for peace starts from within, so I leave my possessions to the wind. no desires do i hide, not today nor for the next 100000000 lives.
well i'm scared of ever being born again, if it's in this form again. i want to know how where why when & then... i want to see you be the bright night sky. I want to see you come back as the light.
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