She had blue skin.And so did he.He kept it hidAnd so did she.They searched for blueTheir whole life through,Then passed right by --And never knew.-Shel Silverst...

"I should have left long ago."

“He forgot men, the Dean and the principle behind the Dean, which he wanted to discover. He thought only of how lovely the stone looked in the fragile light and of what he could have done with that stone.”-Ayn Rand, The Fountainh...

"I don't usually let things happen to me."

I want to see, real, living, and in the hours of my own days, that glory I create as an illusion. I want it real. I want to know that there is someone, somewhere, who wants it, too. Or else what is the use of seeing it, and working, and burning oneself for an impossible vision? A spirit, too, needs fuel. It can run dry.-Ayn R...

"These rocks, he thought, are here for me;"

None of these pages are the same. They're not even in the same book. That's funny to me, because when we talked I was under the impression that all these people had my books. I thought I had theirs as well. I thought we had weekly discussions about our favorite characters and chapters and lines.It turns out they burned them for warmth while they were waiting for something that was never coming in...

I can't fix you.

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The spider is eating me for dinner tonight.

Gray areas are getting bigger. Bodies are getting skinnier. Small chat is getting longer. Eyes are getting heavier. Mouths are getting wider. Tolerance is getting lower. Thoughts are getting ruder. I generally like you. I just don't like what that entails sometimes. And no. I don't mean this in a vague way. I'm addressing you. All of you. All of the world. I'm excited to work at my favorite...

Blue lips, blue veins

I can't believe high school is almost over.There's a lot I'm going to miss, I guess. I plan on coping with my emotions by cooking and learning to knit. I'll probably watch the 83 episodes of Boy Meets World I've got recorded on the DVR as well. Once I finish that up, I'll probably start on Days Of Our Lives. I hear there's a character with my exact name. Where would we be without daytime...

When you cry a piece of my heart dies

Lately, I feel like blogging is stupid.I have nothing to say. I just like taking pictures and need a place to put them.I don't want to complain about anything. I don't want to recap my day. So, what to write, what to write.Perhaps I'll share a secret everyday. That sounds fun, doesn't it?Secret numero uno:The only time I have ever snuck out my window, was the summer of 2010. I stayed up all night...

What's meant to be will always find a way.

This is all I have for you.Here's a list of all the things I'm going to do this week.+vacuum my room+wash my sheets+clean my closet room+finish my painting+lay out everyday+walk every night+make a college meal everyday+paint my nails striped+finish my book+take Veronica's photos+experiment with bookah+mow the lawn+write in my journal+Also, photograph it all.X...

Let's jam.

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The earth is all we have in common.

I feel like I would really miss the mountains if I didn't live here.I think that's the thing I liked about India, as far as the nature went. The mountains were gorgeous. I could have sat on the roof of our compound for the rest of my life and I could have been completely fine. I believe I took a video of it. Pear haps I'll post it tomorrow.I miss that, though. I miss having somewhere I could...

We all will be the greatest

I'm probably going to lose a lot of respect from you hipsters right now, BUT it needs to be said.MUSIC IS NOT LIFE. MUSIC DOES NOT DEFINE YOUR LIFE. I mean, I get that music can be a great influencing factor, but I just get sick of these kids who claim "music is my life". I have however, found something that quite perfectly explains my feelings. I believe I found this blog through blog stalking,...

Find out what it means to me

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