Sunday, October 9, 2011

just stay this little

I just want to stop her from growing....
before she gets hurt. before she gets scared. before she's alone.

She's so little. Right now her biggest problems are when someone steals her spot that her friend saved her from the lunch room.....
because in the future it could be someone stealing her heart. 

I want to grab her tight and never let go....
before she allows herself to let somebody else hold her close. 

Right now she puts on dresses to dress up, she has to sneak putting make up on. She is clothed in innocence and laughter....
I don't want her to dress in any other way for any other person besides herself. 

She doesn't need to get caught between any boy drama besides her brothers, she doesn't need to fall in love, she doesn't need to grow. She doesn't need to make life complicated.....

so we'll think of a wonderful thought, take the second star to the left, and enter into Neverland.

"To you everything's funny, you have nothing to regret. I'd give all I'd have honey, if you could stay like that"






She doesn't need to grow up, she has me. That's all a baby sister could need.

Friday, October 7, 2011

the freckles in our eyes are mirror images

I love it when there is someone else in the room who understands the phrase "I'm running on stress, no food, and no sleep", can still  put a smile on their face, and help you run the whole show.

Thank goodness for all the other people in student government. I could never have done it without them.

(cue dance music, party party the assembly is over!)
p a r t y i s o v er p e o p l e. 

(cue damien rice pandora, it's time for a nap)
g o o d n i g h t. s e e y o u a t t h e g a m e.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

trust me, you must be hated

I hate my English teacher.


A "B" seriously? 


Just because you hate me doesn't mean you can just give me bad grades.

Monday, October 3, 2011

what i want, you got

I just want a hot dog
...or a sandwich
...or both.

Running makes me hungry.

Sunday, October 2, 2011

so long to you




whatever happened to unconditional love?









your voice like nails on a chalkboard

You push, you shove.
You yell and scream.
You tell me what I think, what I do, how I do things is wrong.
You call me lame, dumb, and stupid.
You never take my side.
I'm never good enough, fast enough, or skinny enough for you.
You know when I am weak, and you knock me down when I'm there.
You blame everything on me.
You pick on me.


"Sometimes, it's never quite enough"







(and after all of this, you tell me that I am not the victim)






I'm giving up.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

can anybody find me somebody....?

You know what I need?

I need someone to ask how I am, but genuinely care. 
I need someone who will listen to me vent about whatever is on my mind, doesn't tell me to change my attitude, to be positive, to tell me how to think. 
I need a listener. 
I need someone unbiased, but still understands what I am saying (So that makes finding someone difficult)
I need someone who can understand that I am annoyed with x, and y, and z but knows I still love x, y, and z, but understands that my frustration is valid. 

I'm sick, I'm tired, and honestly I'm sick and tired of life.
I'm stressed, I'm worried, I'm lonely and I'm afraid.

I need someone.










(At least it's conference weekend)