Monday, April 27, 2009
what a beautiful day
what a beautiful day to spend with such beautiful people and such beautiful things all around--in the air, on the ground, everywhere.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
love.
I eat cookies 'cause they're yummy
I ride my bike 'cause of the wind
I listen closely to hear music
I watch to see the sunset and rise again
I touch to feel
And I feel to love
And I love to live
And I live for you
and because of you
I ride my bike 'cause of the wind
I listen closely to hear music
I watch to see the sunset and rise again
I touch to feel
And I feel to love
And I love to live
And I live for you
and because of you
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
i put my trust in these words.
words know me better than anyone. they are the only ones that really understand me. they're inside my mind, but i like them there, so it's ok. they're what i think about. they make a lot of sense to me. perfect sense. i feel one with them. i will forever cherish them and use them to their full potential, carefully and as correctly as i can. i love them. with all my heart. for they are the ones helping me to tell you that i love you. words connect us like the oceans connect the land. constant, strong, and powerful. i put my faith in words for they give me a feeling that nothing else can. i don't need a god. words are here for me.
before it's too late.
So the next time you think you're too good for everyone else remember that you poop at night. and the next time you think someone's better than you remember that they shit just as much as you. because in the end we're all the same. we all shit. we all piss and get pissed. we all vomit. we get sick and mess up and yell and screw up. we all eat too much and we forget things. we all cry and laugh. and laugh and cry. we do some things we don't know why. we speak before we think and we ask questions to the sky. and we all breathe. we're all here. so let's share before it's too late. before someone dies and can't shit anymore.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
fa la la la la
fa la la la la
singing all alone
skipping all these stones
beautifully alone
fa la la la la
walking through the field
pulled a flower out just to
stick behind your ear
fa la la la la
hair blowing in the breeze
skirt flowing in the breeze
letting go with ease
fa la fall a-falling
tripping over my toes
then you come and catch me, i think
that's how the story goes
singing all alone
skipping all these stones
beautifully alone
fa la la la la
walking through the field
pulled a flower out just to
stick behind your ear
fa la la la la
hair blowing in the breeze
skirt flowing in the breeze
letting go with ease
fa la fall a-falling
tripping over my toes
then you come and catch me, i think
that's how the story goes
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