Friday, August 26, 2011

swinging is the best thing in the world and I truly believe that it brings you closer to heaven. The cutest part is this looks like my bff i always go swinging with miss erin ann.

Saturday, August 6, 2011


It was the kind of land that made you question your sanity. made you see things far off, strange men in suits waiting for you to walk into their trap. It was the mass of the land that told you nobody would hear your screams. Each step was a hundred or nothing. A thousand years here would feel the same as a day. because When all you can see is sticks and nothingness for miles and miles and forever, It doesn’t matter how many thousands of steps you take. But with every step, every time my bare feet hit against the lifeless land I couldn’t help but feel sorry not for me but for this useless part of the world. It held so much potential all wasted on this barren forsaken stretch of forever.

Monday, August 1, 2011

the world of rain

I woke up early to the organized frenzy of quickly falling rain. The clouds were sounding out a heart beat audible on the pavement. I love rain, it shows us a gimps of another world. One more open and vulnerable. A world of passion and poetry just hidden under ours. I walk the world barefoot, my long hair down curling with the wet drops. I feel free under the crying sky, free to be sad or happy or free to just be.