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Tuesday, 28 July 2009
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Fleet Foxes
By Fleet Foxes
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So much of my life seems to be riding on those words right now.
P.S. None of the pictures are mine. My computer's being dumb and won't read my memory card right now...
P.P.S. I don't know what to think, or feel. Much less, do. Right now I kind of really hope we leave. This song embodies everything I'm feeling and thinking right now.
Sunday, 21 June 2009
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Summer
Makes me happy :).
Let me take a moment to brag a bit.
I have the most amazing boyfriend ever.
If he was not as strong as he is, I would've already screwed us over like 18 times.
He respects me even when I don't respect myself; Even when I don't respect him.
He can keep his word like no one else I know.
He Loves his family so much, and he shows them. Something I admire and strive for so much.
He gives me hope and assurance that there are still people in this world that Love life.
He taught me how to Love life.
God uses him more that he will ever know. Probably more than he could ever know.
He doesn't care what people think. He doesn't dress trendy, because to him, clothes are not the most important thing.
Two words: Beautiful smile
Basically I could talk about him for years. And I intend to :).
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Feel a little weird posting this where everyone can see it. But then again, I don't.
Monday, 23 February 2009
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I am just a spectator.
My lips move and my voice harmonizes.
But I'm still lost somewhere in the corners of my mind.
You are right beside me, but I'm still lost.
I am just a spectator.
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Every time I look out the side window, I lose myself again.
I can't focus on the words you're saying.
Maybe I don't want to.
All I know is I need to, I have to keep looking in front.
Make sure you don't hit that car.
P.S. This entry is soooo old. I guess I just forgot to take it off private...
Wednesday, 21 January 2009
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Dear God
Why, oh, why do you continue to take me back? Over and over and over again. I will never be able to fathom Your Love, Grace, and Mercy.
Friday, 16 January 2009
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I ran my fingers across the bark, feeling it fall into the crevices between them, and down my sleeve. I put one shoe up, gripped harder, and began my journey. The branches ran their spindly fingers down my neck and back, begging me not to continue, for fear I might break them.
I just continued to climb.
I reached the semi-top and found a niche that suited me perfectly. I looked around. The middle-aged me pulled into the mapped out driveways, the dogs barked their welcome, and the sun began to set.
I was huge.
The birds came, but went when I whistled 'hello.' As people drove by, I was safe in the arms of this old, dead, tree. The fingers closed around me and made a bubble. Everyone could look at me, but no one could see me.
Here I am tall, here I am looked at, here I am, up.
Grown, maybe. But mostly just up.
Here I am.
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