talking of Michaelangelo.
Friday, December 31, 2010
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personal postsecret II // 1:22 pm
I hate you because you make me realize how much I hate myself.
You suffocate me. You're in a completely different league and you know it and you just make me look so terrible. How is it my fault that I am me and why do you have to shine your light on my darkest spots, my darkest imperfections to show everyone. Silently crying with every laugh, every gesture. You make me want to end this. Stop being such a drama queen. But so what, when you really are hurting, you are hurting. I don't want to hear it anymore, or see it. Those eyes that fix me with that formulated phrase and so what so what so what so what. Every bit of me screams for you to stop being flawless. You run a perfect life while I just want to throw myself over a bridge.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
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personal postsecret // 1:58 pm
I wish I was brave enough to tell you how ugly it was.
But I didn't, and I don't regret it.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
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leading a silent rebellion // 8:30 am
why're you always running in place?
Tell my mother, tell my father
I've done the best I can
to make them realize this is my life.
I hope they understand.
I'm not angry I'm just saying
sometimes goodbye
is a second chance.
- Shinedown
I'm not afraid of what I have to say.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
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mr. sandman // 8:39 am
I bought myself a ukulele :)
Cutest song alive! :)
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
(Bung, bung, bung, bung)
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
(Bung, bung, bung, bung)
Give him two lips like roses in clover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over
Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
Give him the word that I'm not a rover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over
Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
Mister Sandman, bring us a dream
Give him a pair of eyes with a "come hither" gleam
Give him a lonely heart like Pagliacci
And lots of wavy hair like Liberacci
Mister Sandman, someone to hold
Would be so peachy before we're too old
So please turn on your magic beam
Mister Sandman, bring us
Please, please, please
Mister Sandman, bring us a dream
Thursday, December 16, 2010
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porcupine neckties // 9:20 am
As for me, I throw myself into my work and keep an eye peeled for silver lunch trucks, and I remember. I sometimes walk in the rain without an umbrella. When I see change on the sidewalk, I leave it there. If no one's looking, I drop a quarter. I feel guilty when I buy a card from Hallmark.
I listen for mockingbirds.
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stargirl // 7:46 am
"She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know what to make of her. In our minds we tried to pin her to a corkboard like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew."
I see her in me.
"'Nobody has the time,' she said. 'The time cannot be owned.' She threw out her arms and twirled till her multi-coloured skirt looked like a pinwheel taffy. 'The time is free to everyone!'"
Friday, December 10, 2010
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one of my students shared this with me // 6:56 am
Fireworks
Do you ever feel like a plastic bag
Drifting throught the wind
Wanting to start again
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards
One blow from caving in
Do you ever feel already buried deep
Six feet under scream
But no one seems to hear a thing
Do you know that there's still a chance for you
Cause there's a spark in you
You just gotta ignite the light
And let it shine
Just own the night
Like the Fourth of July
Cause baby you're a firework
Come on show 'em what your worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y
Baby you're a firework
Come on let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
You're gunna leave 'em fallin' down-own-own
You don't have to feel like a waste of space
You're original, cannot be replaced
If you only knew what the future holds
After a hurricane comes a rainbow
Maybe you're reason why all the doors are closed
So you can open one that leads you to the perfect road
Katy Perry
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The road I've chosen is tough.
But, it's the only one I see myself walking.
It's the only thing I feel passion for.
A, you have reminded me why I love teaching.
You have reminded me who I am and how
unique I am.
I can hold my own and you, you. You go beyond that. Someday, somewhere out there, you are going to make it big. Your smile is enough to send a fleet of a thousand ships assail.
Wednesday, December 08, 2010
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first times // 9:36 am
First time I've helped a man do up his cuff links.
First time I've shrunk away, secretly, secretly enjoying the [pause]
unexpected half-embrace.
Sunday, December 05, 2010
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welcome to 701 // 1:27 pm
Older, wiser, sadder, and by no means
a better person altogether.
My wish,
to be better;
just as you wished,
years ago.
Here we go.
Friday, December 03, 2010
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a miracle // 9:20 am
I'm alive.
I felt terrified and so alone. So scared I couldn't even cry or breathe for a few moments.
I've never said the f word so many times in my life.