I need a new layout.

I walk down this street
like I have
twenty years ago.

The walks kick up dirt
that I have
now begun to know.

Sidewalk's dirty and trampled
with bits,
gravel sticks like cloves.

But I walk this place like opening scene.
Houses of strangers, strange dreams
I have yet, to know.

No one can guess
what we'll have
underneath our melting snow...

I've been looking in to GVSU for a while. This school has drama and philosophy majors and offers a lot of amazing-pretty languages ( Read more... )

I need something to do.

Something epic, or fun!

cashew1231 (4:26:34 AM): Wow. Is it really 4:26am ( Read more... )

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My friend, Lis, made a story guide. Write a story and have the following things in it ( Read more... )

I was opening a pomegranate when my older brother came downstairs.
brother: Is that your pomegranate or the family's?
me: Family's.
brother: Sweeet.

Two things to make this conversation bit happy: the fact I love pomegranates enough it'd be logical for me to hoarde them, and the fact that my brother loves them just as much.

cashew1231: I don't think I'd see I was in love for years. I think it's a trust level in friendship, a way of being Godly together. I think I'll be friends with someone for a long time and realize, "This is beautiful. Let's be living in the same house so I can throw pillows at you to wake you up in the morning ( Read more... )

I met up with an oldtime friend today. I'd stopped by my friend's store on my way home and she, her mom, her sister's two kids (Kassandra and Ryan), and another lady, Deena, were revamping the store, putting up new decorations. I stopped and worked with them. At one point, Trish, who I hadn't seen in two years, came in the store with her ( Read more... )