Friday, April 29, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Life according to my 8 year old self.
Keep the commandments. (My favorite: "don't kill people")
I think people would like me as the president.
I never was very good at reaching my goals...
I mean it was awesome.
BAHAHA
I go on to say that I hate just about everyone I know "with all the hate I have inside me." Yep, once a hater, always a hater, I guess.
I think people would like me as the president.
I never was very good at reaching my goals...
I mean it was awesome.
BAHAHA
BAHAHA.
The baddist thing...
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Vegas.
As exhausted as I am right now, (I got like 3 hours of sleep last night due to Cuddle Fest 2011) I can't help but be SOOO excited for what is to come later this week. I get to see my Lukey poo, I get to lay in bed and read a book I actually want to read, and I get to go to VEGAS! Seriously. I'm stoked out of my mind and I felt that I should spread the happiness around.
rock on,
sav
rock on,
sav
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Soul meets body.
I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what its like to be new
Cause in my head there’s a greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
where they’re far more suited than here
I cannot guess what we'll discover
We turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels
But I know our filthy hands can wash one another’s
And not one speck will remain
I do believe it’s true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
But if the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you’re the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
Where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what its like to be new
Cause in my head there’s a greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
where they’re far more suited than here
I cannot guess what we'll discover
We turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels
But I know our filthy hands can wash one another’s
And not one speck will remain
I do believe it’s true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
But if the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you’re the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
Where soul meets body
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
The self.
"It is better to live your own destiny imperfectly than to live an imitation of somebody else's life with perfection."
- The Bhagavad Gita
Being surrounded by the many amazing people I am, I continually find myself wishing I were like a few choice people I know.
Thank you universe, for the reminder that being ME is just fine and that I should relish in my uniqueness and not strive to be the duplicate of anyone, even if those "anyones" that I wish to emulate are amazing.
- The Bhagavad Gita
Being surrounded by the many amazing people I am, I continually find myself wishing I were like a few choice people I know.
Thank you universe, for the reminder that being ME is just fine and that I should relish in my uniqueness and not strive to be the duplicate of anyone, even if those "anyones" that I wish to emulate are amazing.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
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