somedays, i really want to be a make up artist. just wanted to throw that out there.
and somedays, no matter how hard i try i still suck at school. somedays.

i quit. need a car. have a face ache.

making paper. not trusting. skipping class. watching birds.

valentines day SUCKS.. i feel it coming.. like a huge horrible thing...

mama is gonna help me make cards tonite :-)

i need to get to Nashville.. and put on a coat. the wind is ripping my layers off.

im in the right place, at the right time, doing the right things. Ive been reading a ridiculous amount of Georgia O'Keeffe biographies. Im sketching bodies for the firsttime. Im playing alittle more than scales. My lil bro and i are friends- he's smart, but he thinks plans are important.. maybe they are, but Im scared for him. I have the solitude I ( Read more... )

christmas ( Read more... )

I guess i leave soon. I do. I leave, I take a girl from Ethiopia to Warron Wilson ( Read more... )

2 forward. 5 back. 3 forward. 2 back. 2 forward. 4 back.

as is life. im never gonna have it figured out. and i kinda like it that way, i cant trust myself to not cheat if i knew where i was suppossed to end up.

i have NEVER been this broke before.
i have NEVER been this restless. unsure. behind.
and i have NEVER eaten this much soup in my entire life.

im getting ready to leave ( Read more... )

to do:
laundry
clean
essays
fiddle tunes
tag some stuff before i roll out
see a sweet show
paint some more wine bottles
grab some paint
change my number.
go to church