things-

I hate when I go to the pantry, to the refrigerator and then back to the pantry and act like something is going to better then the last time i was just there...

the music i start to clean my room with is always the total opposite at the ending time of room cleaned.

i think in words.

if your a passenger and i like you, i'll most likely play the baseline of the song on your legs.

i get happy legs when i'm happy.

my best friend and i have the most mind blowing conversations up and down 110.
i will most likely call you at random points, pick you up and make you ride for a drive...

i have absolutely no sense of direction and just shoot and pray for the best

i'm slightly in love with my Turkish gas station attendant.

which is odd because i always feel like a gas station murder would be so amazing and cant
believe is hasn't happened yet (?) that i kinda freak out because thats the thought i get EVERYTIME
at a gas station that i lock my doors keep the window open a crack and push in my car lighter.

i still hate the process of putting sheets on the bed.

as mush as i love words, i dont read as much as you'd think.

i have a hard time understanding how "LOL" and things like "Snooki' are real life things.

i answer my phone "HUH-LOW?!" many will think i'm pissed.

i don't know how to not whip my car around turns, it's almost impossible.

basic ma(+)h.

What are you going to do?






for ALL.

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moonities.

the snow alone gave more than what i could have said.
your mess, covered the town.
you've been bitter and cold
change;
in the weather, in you.
rise up.
understand that when you take my sunlight-
i have an affair with the moon.
you spoke too soon.
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dated.

i've been slacking, more than aware.
i've been busy uploading my new ipod touch :: ohhh's ahhhh's ::
and if you know me - i've been over due!

i'm also in the middle of making a beaded necklace...stay tuned.

i've been dabbling into many goodies.
will get back into the blog flow again......soon?

tah-tah, for now.

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"what would you do with it?!"

i made a chunk of money over the holidays.
i promised myself to use and spend it wisely.
With my job closing in a few weeks, i gotta be somewhat responsible.
And i will be. Tattoos and travel and good times is responsible right?
haha -

+ I set an appointment up to get a really meaningful tattoo
   it won't be till sometime in February.

+ Now that my job is ending, I want to take advantage in traveling, so money aside for that.

+ New Years(?) i put money towards it but i dont do new years. a lot of 'choosen words'
   will have to be good to get me out. We'll see. Although i am more willing to do something this year.

+ Money for a dayum Ipod. My mother got one before me and i desperately need one.

is it...

"Thata boy" or "Atta boy"   [?]

tooday was not real.

old and new woken too-
p's and q's and fuck you's
ditched and scooped-
realizing someone taking intrest
and someone not intrested.
scrambled eggs and i'm not talking the breakfast food.

snowed in family divided by days
feversleeves trips to the movies
next online to realize the obnoxious not stoned
brats would be in the same room and we yelled
fuck it and left to hit off alarms and ask for something
good to happen and the radio says right from the start
PEOPLE ARE STRANGE WHEN YOU'RE---

i realized the best molecular  feeling is when you're  baggy sweats
fall down your calf when you are laying on you're stomach and playing
with someone elses christmas gift: THE SIMS who had a beard
and your tube socks are there to cover the cold winter's storm.

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fucking little things....they get on you.

and then i was thought of when someone saw this:

and i was honored.

to someone else thinking my "my taste for space" was like this:


and I misread it and thought it was my hip hop wanted so i said i'm more like........:



.....and whats wild is this is only one day.

For one reason or another+

It's unfortunate that when we feel a stone

We can roll ourselves over 'cause we're uncomfortable
Oh well, the devil makes us sin
But we like it when we're spinning in his grip


Love is like a sin, my love,
For the ones that feel it the most
Look at her with her eyes like a flame
She will love you like a fly will never love you again

It's unfortunate that when we feel a stone
We can roll ourselves over when we're uncomfortable
Oh well, the devil makes us sin
But we like it when we're spinning in his grip

Love is like a sin, my love,
For the one that feels it the most
Look at her with a smile like a flame
She will love you like a fly will never love you again

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