I can't speak and I can't write, this is why I paint.

thank god for friends forcing me to accept to reality. Dandrata Zachariah and Leesha, I love you forever, we will meet again ( Read more... )

I want to do amazing things, I want to be amazing, I want to go every where, do everything, be passionate about my work, be willing and unafraid. Am I too young to expect these things of myself? Or is the impatience of life just part of the job description?

Merry Christmas everyone

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who's going to new york? I am ( Read more... )

I hate him, what was I thinking? What on this earth ever made me think that he was a good boyfriend? How insecure does a person have to be to date such an asshole? I suppose at 14 you're allowed to make mistakes, though a mistake that lasted all of high school, mmm I may have gone temporarily insane. He has not changed,he's the still the lame jerk ( Read more... )

The Communities of the Folk Revival ( Read more... )

I don't want to go home, really I don't. I feel stuck, like I'll never leave again, I have no car, no public transportation and nothing's really with in walking distance. It's horrible. The worst is the daily interrogation by my father about where I'm going what I'm doing, who I'm doing it with, when I'm coming back. I try to talk to him as little ( Read more... )

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