20 November 2012

Reggie

Regeanne B. Brow,
You were born June 17, 1922.
71 years of marriage.
5 years of chemo.
2 years my privilege of being acquainted to you.
I was gone for 67 days.
But you lived for 32,987.
You told me to come to you when I found "the right one".
I agreed.
You and Ray gave me something beautiful to look forward to.
But now all I'll be able to do is pray and hope that you can hear me.
I hope you can hear me.

I love you, Reggie.

You are so beautiful. May you rest in peace. I'll see you again, someday.

"If you're good, then I'm good."


17 July 2012

"This isn't a love story, it's a story about love"



leave me on the floor of the ocean, and let the clock keep ticking. i deserve to be alone.

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fuck.

04 July 2012

happy independance day, squirrels.

Today.
I will lounge around the house in underwear and bra that don't match, wearing an exceptionally large sun hat.
And I will dance to music that makes me feel like it's summer every day .
And I will not ask your opinion on the matter.
Because let's be real, I just don't care.

25 May 2012

Hepsabeth Dudley, 1854

She forgot to hang the clothes out on the line
So they sat there in the bucket, wet.
And the landlord, he scolded her for going out dancing
But when she tossed her curly hair, he would forget.

For the beauty of the lady in the yellow cotton dress
Exceeded any harm that she could do
And the people of the town all thought she looked her best
Cause when she let her hair fall down her back they always knew,

That the lilacs would bloom, would bloom, would bloom,
that the lilacs would bloom.
That the lilacs would bloom, would bloom, would bloom,
that the lilacs would come alive.

Nobody guessed she would work as a maid
At the local motel where the visitors stayed
When the travelers would rest, she would sneak out to meet
Her lover of years, down on Valley Street

For the beauty of the lady in the yellow cotton dress
Exceeded any harm that she could do
And the people could tell that she did never rest
Cause she tended to the gardens so the lilacs would bloom

And the lilacs would bloom, would bloom, would bloom,
and the lilacs would bloom.
And the lilacs would bloom, would bloom, would bloom,
and the lilacs would come alive.

When it cam to be 1854,
behind her, Life, He closed the door.
And she and her love were layed down one last time
she said, "I ain't scared of nothin', but I sure wouldn't mind,

"If you still held my hand every now and again,
like when we walked through the graves, back when we were just friends
Tonight I'll dream dreams, I'll sleep tight with a smile,
and I'll be waiting for you on the other side."

So lay me down
into the ground
where we snuck off to meet
at the cemetery gates down on Valley Street

She closed her eyes
and he followed soon after
They rested in peace
and ended the chapter

So lay me down
into the ground
where we snuck off to meet
at the cemetery gates down on Valley Street

For the value of the days exchanged between the two
exceeded any harm that they could do
And the lady in the yellow cotton dress, she knew
that when they lay down forever, the lilacs would bloom


And the lilacs would bloom, would bloom, would bloom,
and the lilacs would bloom.
And the lilacs would bloom, would bloom, would bloom,
and the lilacs still bloom today.

21 March 2012

Naseau

Hi, Hello.

I'd like to purchase one easy way out, please. Yes, the one in the blue box to the right. Yes, that looks perfect. Wait, what do you mean you're out of stock? I can see it. It's right there. It's right there. Can't you see it too?What do you mean I can't have it? The customer is always right, right? RIGHT?! Well in that case I'd like to speak to a manager, please. Quickly, please. I mean, I don't have all day.
I can't go through with this.
I can't do it.
I don't want to.
I just need one easy way out. That's all I need. I know what the ingredients are. I know the nutrition facts. I know either way It'll make me sick to my stomach. I know what it'll do.

And I know that it won't fix a thing.

11 March 2012

Somewhere I Belong

Breathtaking and terrifying because the tides are forever changing, but never ceasing; in this they stay the same.


I've been craving the ocean for weeks and finally got a chance to drive out. It's something that never ceases to amaze me. It's when you open the door of your stuffy vehicle and the air is different because you're in another world, a better world, and all you want to do is breathe and let your eyes roam over the this great mass that stretches until forever and let nostalgic air fill up the lungs that have been aching for a new beginning. It's then that you remember how beautiful the world is and how in love you are with everything that you feel with your senses. It's then that you know you belong.