its been a while since I've posted. I thought I might give up on this thing. I never did take the time to learn how to use it. But I'll keep keeping on. I started my first novel the other day. Its not the first time I've started a novel... But I feel way differently about this one. Its entitled 'Not For All The Willow Trees In The World'. The main character's name is Jade. And she is a badass..! I'm rlly excited about it. Can't work on music right now, but I'm kinda glad. Because I'm working on another life goal.. Dominican Republic in..... less than a month..!
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Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Four Pillows On My Bed
I got 4 pillows on my bed. 4 pillows, and only 1 head.
When it comes to sleeping, I use 2. I use 2, the rest could be for you.
I got 4 pillows on my bed. 4 pillows, and lonely instead.
When it comes to sleeping, I use 2. I use 2, the rest could be for you.
I got 4 pillows on my bed. 4 pillows, and lonely instead.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Unusual
Passing lane, passing out.
Passing frame, laughing bout.
Languid menace, dispatched dentist,
Its gonna be a long night.
Passing frame, laughing bout.
Languid menace, dispatched dentist,
Its gonna be a long night.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Travel
Dream big, dream small.. Dare to dream at all.
I exist in my dreams, go everywhere I want to. Don't feel small; feel small.
I see the road, I read the willows, the light bounces, reflection..
I am at peace, I am peace.
And all the while, I wonder when I will get there. When i will feel there.
When I will begin there.
Foreign friend, you know so much more than them, you don't know me at all.
Maybe someday, when i finally get there. Maybe when I'm half way across the world I'll be right here.. Maybe I'll be away. No way to know.
Only one way to know.
I exist in my dreams, go everywhere I want to. Don't feel small; feel small.
I see the road, I read the willows, the light bounces, reflection..
I am at peace, I am peace.
And all the while, I wonder when I will get there. When i will feel there.
When I will begin there.
Foreign friend, you know so much more than them, you don't know me at all.
Maybe someday, when i finally get there. Maybe when I'm half way across the world I'll be right here.. Maybe I'll be away. No way to know.
Only one way to know.
Friday, January 8, 2010
Decadence is a Picket Fence
Decadence is a picket fence.
Decadence is a picket fence! I screamed, and for all it really was that intense, for it IS actually if you think about it. I mean really think about, fall out, fall in, fall in-between in some sort of outward show of appearances, disappearances, wayward constructivist...
It’s all a fabrication. Of unification.
For the two could never co-exist, only hope to happenstance. Awkward glace, much fear, no elegance. To the fall. Spring to the fall.
And God how I miss the sun! And God how I miss myself. So, so happy together. Fatal happiness. I swear to you, I’ll make it right.
Decadence is a picket fence! I screamed, and for all it really was that intense, for it IS actually if you think about it. I mean really think about, fall out, fall in, fall in-between in some sort of outward show of appearances, disappearances, wayward constructivist...
It’s all a fabrication. Of unification.
For the two could never co-exist, only hope to happenstance. Awkward glace, much fear, no elegance. To the fall. Spring to the fall.
And God how I miss the sun! And God how I miss myself. So, so happy together. Fatal happiness. I swear to you, I’ll make it right.
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