Friday, January 30, 2009
Invincible.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Where Am I?

Where's my head at? Just because you're scoring points doesn't mean you're having a good game. I don't know what's wrong with me, my confusion is making me really unhappy. There i was... but where am i now? I needed to get my shit together, like yesterday. Where's his love at, i used to feel it. Where's my conscious at i used to hear it. Where's my heart at, i used to follow it. Things have already fallen apart, so I'm guessing its time for bette things to fall into place. I thought i knew, but obviously i don't. && thee next post shall be thee best post.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Time After Time.
L O V E.
"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.
--St. Augustine
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Burning.

"Instead of fighting to keep the fire inside of you alive, you let the embers die by becoming addicted to a life without dreams, without hope." Sometimes i question my dreams, will they come true? In a world full of broken promises, dreaming seems like setting myslef up for more discouragemnet. But by becoming my dream, i would hope that they would never leave me, because i know i'll be let down. Its apart of life i suppose. Don't stop dreaming. Dream with closed eyes and an open heart
R A I N.

Its gonna rain today.I love the rain. more than i love the sunshine. or the wind, or the stars. i love the rain. It doesn't rain too much in southern CA, and i think thats why i love it. "You'll never know the sunshine without the rain." Truth to that, but i believe that the sun needs the rain more, it doesn't want to be burnt out, literally. So i love it. This picture is beautiful, agreed?
