Monoceros

monoceros quotes:

"Could use some friends.  Hoping to change in Paris."

"Maybe we die twice in life: 
1. when your heart stops beating.
2. when your heart starts beating for someone else."

"It's okay to suck. It's okay to not be good enough."

"When you swipe your finger through fire really quick, you feel invincible."

"Just look at the moon. 'cause someone somewhere is looking at it too.  And it's probably me."

"I hate the stars 'cause I look at the same ones you do, without you."

"And maybe it's meant to be that the heart is the size of two hands clasped together."

"Baby you're like the sky."

"I have a problem with remembering the things I want to forget."

"Maybe all the fingers I crossed for you don't really matter."

"Everything looks perfect at night. That must be why I love it so much.  Because my soul feels perfect under the pictorial black and blue."  

"I believe my soul is elsewhere, and I intend to end there."

A little late...

Last week someone asked me to tell about myself
all i could think of was how i didn't have a favorite color. or how i hated hearing people chew with their mouths closed.
i spent most of my life in a dance studio.
tall and lanky,
indecisive and worried.

there were so many things i wish i could've said 
so many things i wish i could've said that i was.

but all i told him was my middle name.

Emily Whitney Coulter

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There is some truth
t o 
    time
 so 
   you  make sure to
remember.





Think of how
             tired
 we are. 




I want to live
              because
kissing=awesome     
                    a backseat
kiss will erase adolescent insecurities

......idk

I always plan on writing good posts,

But my heart’s never in the right place late Sunday nights.

And it’s hard to listen to your heart when your ears and heart are so far from each other.

So I write upside down so the blood rushes to my head,

And I put my hand on my chest so i can feel something.

my heart knows I’ll fall for it every time:

Making me think we had something one minute, 
then leaving me the next.

And I think you did something to my heart-But not in the heartbreak kind of way, because I never did love you. And after all you put me through, i still hope you're doing better than me.

 I’d love to see the size of your heart,

      And if a heart affects the size of a heart.

I turned eighteen two months ago, and I'm afraid I'm turning old.

symptoms: correcting friends' grammar, long naps, falling asleep in movie theaters, poor eyesight, short-term memory loss, caught saying phrases such as "rowdy teenagers",

my chiropractor says I have a lot of problems for a teenage girl..
Maybe he doesn't know I'm an adult now. 

deleted my original post

..because i was afraid of people reading it. 

"I've been worryin' that we all live our lives in the confines of fear."

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48 thoughts a minute

70,000 thoughts a day
18 years old when your brain stops growing
7.3 billion people on this earth
25 people in the united states that share my full name
1 year ago seemed like yesterday
1 day ago i didn't know that at 11:59 pm today i'd write the word "thinking"
365 days from today i don't know what i'll be doing1 minute ago this post became late
27 years and i'll be as old as my mom
10 months until i'm a freshman again
18 years is so old...
18 years is so young.

bricks are bricks

Today in Sunday school a girl told us that if we think we have trials bricks, then we should stop complaining because our bricks are nothing compared to other people's bricks...

and that really bothered me

because bricks are bricks.

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Human, scene 1

FADE-IN:

ALBANY'S BACKYARD - DUSK


ALBANY is sitting outside admiring the inconsistency of the clouds, and the reliability of the sun,
tan lines from a content summer, and an annual cold to welcome the new season.

NARRATOR

she has a thousand and three thoughts in her brain,

and her fingertips are ready to type, but end up waiting longer than they wanted to.

her head hurts from the week
and seems to hurt even more when she realizes 
tomorrow is called monday.

In her brain, she hears her teacher ask, "what makes you human?"
but that question is too difficult for her, so
she changes it to: "prove you're not a robot"

ALBANY

i  love things, i hate things

i want things, i need things

i feel things

NARRATOR

   she remembers how it felt when her stomach dropped after she found out he/he/he/she/ too many had left the earth,
her face turns red when she's embarrassed, her heart beats a little faster when he leans in for a kiss, and she gets chills every time she hears Wait by M83.

then her fingers start typing...

ALBANY

What Makes Me Human by albany grey

thoughts, feelings, and facts

1. I need to listen to more M83
2. why are periods (.) so powerful? 
3. i cleaned my room yesterday and it's a pigsty again
4. it's weird that we're all different but we can have the same feelings
5. like heartbreak. such a universal feeling
6. my parents' room doesn't have very good Wi-Fi
7. nostalgia kills
8. my hundreds of thoughts are difficult to condense into only 26 letters
9. comparing gets you nowhere
10. I need to see my chiropractor
11. I've been written about in creative writing more than once. good and bad things.
12. there's a lot of people that talk about the loneliness of being in crowds of happy people, so maybe all the lonely people should find each other and they could all be lonely together. or maybe make each other unlonely?
13. just found out unlonely is a real word (according to google)
14. sometimes my little sister and I have dance-offs. she's dirty dancing, but she doesn't know it.
15. I have never had a problem falling asleep at night
16. can i still have a beautiful mind? see #15
17. to be honest I just really wish I was on a plane right now.

great timing, kid

i remember the last time i saw you.

we were singing that song, and i was singing it wrong.

and i bet you called it sentimental,

but i called it apathetic.

I might have thought differently before, but you lost me last november,

'cause i hadn't seen you in months,  and i knew that wouldn't change after just one day.

i knew a lot more about you than you me.

and that won't ever change.

 because the timing was always wrong,

and i'm so grateful for that.

a poem of lyrics

i want 'em back: the minds we had.

'cause our bodies get bigger, but our hearts get torn up.

 & the men up on the news: they try to tell us all that we will lose

and the sun will leave the room

leave you to the night

and that's alright.

you're gonna make it right.

but let's not try to figure out everything at once.

i said there's more to life than rush.

but we're never done with killing time

it drives you crazy getting old.

i'll grow

i will grow.

no time

i want 'em back: the minds we had.

:(:

• when your tamagotchi gets taken away, so you don't get to feed it that day, and it could DIE.
• when you take a cookie before you eat dinner, so you have to go to time out.
• when you're playing princess with your bff, and she wants the crown with the diamonds, so you get the ugly crown.
• when mom makes you clean your room after a long day of play.
• when you have to go to bed and you're not even tired.

how simple our sadness used to be.  

eyes

“The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious but still a faithful interpreter - in the eye.” 


Millions of thoughts in my head with limited words to describe.
but the only 4 letters my fingertips are typing are E & Y & E & S.
my eyes.
i remember the first time my eyes lit around him.  and he would always say i had eyes as deep as the ocean.  
then all i had left were blank stares and fake smiles.

 he never really mentioned my eyes after that.

my eyes are red from going to too many funerals a teenage girl should have to go to.

they close for the dieting girls on just their thirteenth year of living; 
but my eyes stay open when i pray.

and my eyes leaked when she told me she didn't like to eat anymore.


but g**dness, how my tearing eyes dry right up from wind blowing in my face when i'm driving up the canyon.

And how they light up when i'm going hard at school dances, or when it's the first day of summer, or my favorite song comes on.

Or how they light up when i'm with you.

and don't even get me started on your eyes.

lists

Songs I listen to when I want to feel:

• Shallows- Daughter
• Montana- Youth Lagoon
• Beach Baby- Bon Iver
• Callow - Novo Amor
• Wait- M83

Places to be happy:

• in the canyon
• at Disneyland
• under warm sun
• on an airplane

Things I want right now:

• to be on an airplane
• new music
• people to be themselves
• world peace
• Oreos

Fortunes I've gotten from Chinese restaurants:

• "now go to it. it is ready to be 'pick'"
• "only listen to fortune cookie, disregard all other fortune telling units."
• "keep your goals away from the trolls."

where is my mind?

disarray: (n) a state of disorganization or untidiness.


be original,


be inspiring.



no big deal. this is anonymous.     yeah, but not forever.

talk about why you chose your name?
well, it's a city & a color.. just like the singer in the band.
TOO BORING.  too simple.


that's who you are though, albany: boring and simple,


mediocre.

"easy-going"  "steady"  "stable"  "chillllll"

indecisive and insignificant...  and you can't even decide what your favorite color is, can you, albany?

give metaphors. 


how your mind is a factory from 1915.    or how love and commitment is as terrifying to you as a 6-year-old having to apologize for calling a classmate stupid.




just be honest, albany grey.