I Can't Be Mad At You

"Please get mad at me.. Scream at me, or something.."

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Behind The Glass

But here, I am free

my heart and my feet

I wander aimlessly

yet I don't feel alone

Trying to fit in the box

I yearned to match you

and to be what you needed

but I was sent North

And now I touch the water

it is cold and it is rushing

closer than ever before

and yet, for some reason

I am not as scared as before

I am not behind the glass

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A Very Specific Sense

‎"[He] had always suspected that people who regularly used the word 'community' were using it in a very specific sense that excluded him and everyone he knew."

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Let Me Go

Looking down to a heavy heart
Removed the locket from my chest
I was given back the key
And asked to keep it, and the rest
Damage done, and time will tell
Short embrace, how I've been blessed
And although right now I am not it
know that you deserve the best

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Stories From The Wilde

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you can never be overdressed or overeducated.

-Oscar Wilde

 

 

So Happy

The Opposite Side Of The Couch

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Months later from it all
Our lives lived from here to there
You, life, continuously amaze me
Confuse my mind
Throw unexpected opportunities
My life is not my own
Sit quietly, sip my drink
Thank God she's in between us
What could I compare it to
The moment before a smile
Sun shining behind the pines
A natural curve
Sudden shifts from you
Bittersweet neutral energy
Know I always sent you the best

I forgive you.

Raise Your Voice

I AM

TITANIUM

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Question of the blog:

What are you tonight?

The Last Samurai

Tell me how he died.

I will tell you how he lived.

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Surprised By Saying

I'm happy to say,
I'm not looking out my window every day.
Life is easier now that you've gone.

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Movie Night

LETTERS FROM

IWO JIMA

Twinkle In Her Eye

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I didn't write much this summer. In my travels, I expected to spend my days writing all about the things I discovered, my thoughts, my feelings. I came home with 4 pages; one of notes from my photography workshop, two pages were a letter I wrote and never sent, and one with a quote of some sort. As I look back on the quote, I try time and time again to think of where I heard it, or read it. Maybe I wrote it down because I felt a connection to it, or that it rang true to the moment I was in. Before I wrote this blog, I typed it into Google so I could write an author after it, but there was nothing. As I write this, my thoughts are leading me to think that maybe I wrote it one night, presumably in my tent with my dog Newo. A week into our trip, I realized nights got very cold in some places, so I bought a new sleeping bag for myself and gave her my old one. Before bed, I'd read for a little while by flashlight as Newo snuggled up to me.

"Are you happy?" I ask as she lays comfortably on her favorite blanket. There is a twinkle in her eye. "Me too."

Question of the blog:
What is one of your favorite quotes?

Eyes Of You

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And I'm eye to eye with the most terrifying stranger from the most comfortable past.

The Moon Was Out

But you asked for it, and here we are. You told me so, so I

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Question of the blog:

Do you have a fear of heights?

coup d'état

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What was once spoken is now silence

And your voice is like an echo in my mind.

You put up your words of defense

And I forget dreams, they're left behind.

The sight is gone from my eyes

I am blinded by a future without you.

Our past is slowly filled by lies

Your sudden revolt, the brilliant coup.

So now I cover my mouth, eyes, ears

And try to move past regret.

Though through thick and thin, all those years

I do not think I'll forever forget.

Southbound

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June gloom rests low to the ground,

and sends the mist my way

south of Oceanside

I am alone inside, transforming,

learning present emotions

from convenience charge

And blossoms appear from the past,

blooming from hands and hearts

as I am held by my home

Sweet echoes are sent down paths,

I hold my breath to hear return

and smile when she responds

Words

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And I won't stay very long...

But you are the life I needed all along,

I think of you as my brother,

although that sounds dumb..

And words are futile devices.

Companion

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I have been having super vivid dreams lately, and about one thing in particular. A puppy. My puppy. The breed keeps changing, from Siberian Husky to German Shepard to other littler pups, and as these dreams progress I only want one more! As I wander up and down the West coast this summer, there's nothing I would love more than have a little companion like a puppy to join me for my travels. Of course, my living situations as well as everything would be a little more complicated if I had one... A girl can still dream, right?

Dear dog of my dreams... Here I am.

Question of the blog:

If you could have any pet, what animal would you have?

Wander

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Cannot wait for this summer...

So Here We Are

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