Blogs always end up becoming a summary of love, or housekeeping skills, recipes for food porn, or craft instructions. I don't know what I thought that this blog would become and I don't know what it has become. It is wrought with the tragic "emotions" of a teenage girl just as lost as everyone else. I am no longer a teenager, but I am still just ( Read more... )

Please pray for my sister, Elizabeth.

It is hard you know....we miss you, Ryan misses you, I miss you. We only had a short time together but I love you man and I hope you are looking down on us getting a kick out of us crazies here on earth trying so hard when all we need to do is trust in our Father. I want you to know that while I welcome David here into our lives at Bumstead, I ( Read more... )

Dance as Activism: Questions for a Little Black Girl ( Read more... )

I'm a dreamer ( Read more... )

Warning: My stream of consciousness may at one point lose you. Do not worry, for if I was in my normal state I would be lost as well ( Read more... )

Some days I wouldn't recognize myself from a stranger. Others days I wouldn't recognize a stranger from a friend. And sometimes I just want hot chocolate...even in the dead heat of summer ( Read more... )

If I was in a band Victim of the System would be its name...
We're just a couple animals
Or Perfect Crime...
It's hard to steer when you're breathing in my ear
Trouble is we are all victims of the system, no matter who you are...
The wind, I think 'cause no one else knows where we are
Oh the fantasies...
The trouble we're in....

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I wish I could run away from this joint and probably never come back.

Senior Night........what to say. Why don't we just ignore it? Also for those of you who don't know, I don't want to go to college!!

Just thought I'd get that off my chest.