There's a whole other side of life I know nothing about;
there's no real way to fake it, no shortcut to figuring it out.
I love what she is, who she is, all she can be,
but she can't see herself as she is in reality.
I love the way she talks and the way her laugh's like mine;
I love the fact that I am hers and she is unconditionally mine.
I love that she knows that I'm talking about her.
I'd give anything to get things the way they were.
I can see this shadow pass over our lives,
and though it is dark I know we'll survive.
The darkness is consuming; as bleak as it seems
I know everything will be righted in dreams.
"Sleep pretty darling, do not cry; and I will sing a lullaby."
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Lady Madonna
"Lady Madonna, children at your feet. Wonder how you manage to make ends meet. Who brings the money when you pay the rent? Did you think that money was heaven sent?"
My silly little hat, and my new jeweled Chapstick. I applied to three colleges today. Only one that I care about.
I have no real reason for posting. I just re-read all my old posts, and transferred some to my other blog. Felt like posting.
My silly little hat, and my new jeweled Chapstick. I applied to three colleges today. Only one that I care about.
I have no real reason for posting. I just re-read all my old posts, and transferred some to my other blog. Felt like posting.
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