I have to be honest with myself. I'm not a fucking machine. I have to realized that I get emotional, I get sick, I get tired, and I need to stop writing myself off. It's been an extreme up hill climb from where I was at this time last year; and if I'm not careful I could end up down there again ( Read more... )

When I found this...my language in a way, I began to speak my and soul was free on a gust of inspiration ( Read more... )

Somewhere in between the hussle and the bussle of the busy holidays...I lost it. My infamous holiday spirit. I must admit, I was prepared for a bit of busy, but this, this was just ridiculous! For the most part of Christmas it was spent sleeping in my bed, recovering from the stress of the store, late night get togethers, and a LOT of last minute ( Read more... )

I feel fucking FFFFAAAAANNNNNNSTASTIC! I've only had 4 hours of sleep...but it's as if I've been in 3 nights of perfect, undisturbed slumber ( Read more... )

It's beautiful... So beautiful...


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I have a history or painting simplcity into some great tradgedy. I feel like I don't fit in. I'm too "charasmatic"... I try, but it's as if my spirt just rejects the ideas of obeying the rules, or following the guidelines... I can't be conditioned to conformity. I don't like the bindings of expectations, especially the ones that people set up for ( Read more... )

There is a time of year, that even when the first leaf falls, you can feel the seasons click. The air is crisp, summer is gone, and for the first night in a long time you need a blanket on your bed. It rings up other needs as well ( Read more... )

I've been itching to write for a very long time.... Time... something I felt I was starting to get a little more of, then BOOM, that went to shit. I should stoping saying "I can't handle it...", and take the blow and suck it up. We westerners, always thinking that with a little pain, we gain...what do we know. I wanted to drop my International ( Read more... )

It's always after a long day, and shorter night out, that I'm driving home (with a large steeped tea in hand, "Cream and sugar.") when the perfect song comes on the radio ( Read more... )