Sunday, January 3, 2016

i wanted to be sharpay evans

i remember the first time i straightened my hair
i remember when someone broke into our car in san francisco & i told my mom it was the worst valentine's day ever. i got a heart-shaped sucker.
i remember buying gauchos from old navy.
i remember the first time i saw my dad really cry.  i was making pancakes with my friends.  
i remember in 7th grade i had a cough, so i took medicine and pretended it made me crazy so i could make friends.
i remember driving around in the winter with the windows rolled down and the heat blasting, trying to pretend it was summer to make myself happy.
i remember being sung to by a boy and never wanting to be sung to by a boy again.
i remember 5th grade basketball and getting in trouble because i wasn't aggressive.
i remember that my favorite part of the movie Spirit was when Spirit got taken away from his horse family.  
i remember when a stranger came to our house just to go to the bathroom. she clogged the toilet and left.
i remember seeing my friend for the first time after she got sick.  i cried the whole way home and people stared.
i remember going to mexico and wanting to come home, then leaving and wanting to go back.  i remember wanting a lot of things back after they were gone.




                                        


music makes things better

pump up the jam,
pump it up
while your feet are stomping
and the jam is pumping
look ahead, the crowd is jumpin'
pump it up a little more

get the party goin' on the dance floor
see, 'cause that's where the party's at 
and you'd find out if you do that.

Sunday, December 13, 2015

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."










Sunday, December 6, 2015

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








Sunday, November 15, 2015

......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.


Sunday, November 8, 2015

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.