Tuesday, July 28, 2009

so many useless numbers

11 plus 11 doesn't always equal 22.
60 minus 20 doesn't always equal 40.
9 multiplied by 4 doesn't always equal 36.
And 72 divided by 3 doesn't always equal 24.

So what's age really?
But a number we use to judge people for where they should be in life?

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"Age is nothin but a number"..
That sometimes
Changes everything.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

i want you to know.

I've withered down my pencil trying to make the words make sense.

Spilled the contents of my heart onto blank pages hoping they'd rearrange themselves into something you could understand.

But I still don't know how to tell you that you are my hero.

You've created a world in which all others are toads in a land where you are king.

And I wish I knew how to thank you.

..sigh

A lifetime of marbles instead of pearls.

Friday, July 17, 2009

i had a f'd up morning.

I woke up with a bad feeling,
Or I awoke my bad feeling when I got up.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

let me whisper sweet NOTHING in your ear.

i can't begin to tell you what i want to say.
because what i was going to say, is not how i want to say what i want to say.
for fear of what i might say i don't say all the things i've been meaning to say,
what i say is nothing.
...i think you hear me though.

green grass grows.

i have searched far and wide...
crossed streets, and bridges
walked through fields and deserts.
and yet i can not seem to find the side
that is unlike my side.
every side looks like the last side i walked passed,
or through, or over.
so does that mean i haven't found the side the grass is greener on?
or have i been on it the whole time?

i'd like to...

scratch my friends/associates network
and begin again.

Thursday, July 09, 2009

special people.

some people just remind you how incredible having a friend could be.

sometimes there's somone who is more complicated than anyone you've ever met,
someone who you probably will never understand,
But somehow its just...easy.

Tuesday, July 07, 2009

what a sad day

I sat and watched the memorial with my mom, and we both shed tears. From old to young-It is absolutely amazing for one person to have such a profound effect on so many who never even had the pleasure of meeting him.

RIP MJ...There will truly never be another like you.

Sunday, July 05, 2009

daddy's not so little girl

I guess growing up I never realized I thought of my dad as invincible. All these years later I realize I never thought of him as anything else. I was never exactly the definition of a "daddy's girl"...but I guess in my own way I am. I just always assumed my daddy would be there. I think the part that sucks the most about growing up, is that your parents have to get older too.

It's going to be fine.

Only prayers and positivity.