Monday, May 19, 2014

real talk

Honestly these days have been great to me. These years, and months I couldn't be more Thanful for. Ive learned so much within my senior year than I have throughout my entire high school career, thats a bit sad I know.
 My next step is college. Its scary to know that I will be on my very own, I think I will be okay im just worried. I will meet new people and have a fresh start and I am excited.
I will miss all those familiar faces but honestly Inot that much. I will miss coming home to the house I have lived in for 7 years. I will miss being comfortable.
Its time to start busting out of my shell and expanding my social life.
 Im ready for this, and I can do it.
Real talk.

Sunday, May 11, 2014

I Remember:

I remember when my brother told me to have a good day, and I did.
I remember running around with both my brothers wearing 5 pairs of underwear on top of my head.
I remember the first dog I ever had;  Rosco.
I remember when I first met my niece, she brought life to everyone.
I remember when I danced.
I remember my first day of junior high, I will never forget the outfits I would wear with the purple pants.
I remember the worse day of my life.

I remember my aunt.
I remember the pure chaos of the world, and how it all stopped suddenly.
I remember my best friends.
I remember being young, and feeling young.
I remember what I wanted to be when I grew up. Completely opposite of what I want to do now.

I remember the first time I got my goldfish.
I remember watching Lizzie Mcguire and Thats So Raven.
I remember my first nightmare; the ghost that popped out of the dryer.
I remember wanting to grow up, now I regret it.
I remember when my brother told me he loved me, I wonder if he knows how much of an impact that made on my life.
I remember when my parents told me how proud of me they were for going to college.
I remember being proud of myself.

Sunday, May 4, 2014

Newspaper Blackout

Tulips:
I keep your true colors, it's tough but beautiful. 

Roots:
Fires do good for the root.

Time: 
It's emotional, the years express themselves to teach us who was there. 

Mask:
You probably mask pain. Let me tell you something, you come through to me.
Stars:
Bowing to the stares, the stars whispered-"release your inner happiness." 

I sleep:
I sleep sitting on the crash.