February 2012
11 posts
“and for this next act: the finale.”
– III
when you give something you had to dig up for...
i had this idea one time
it was only a few back when i took it all down and thank god because i dont want you back. no not now or not ever and its probably too soon but his hands on my face make it all worth my time. and theres no rhyme no reason in your heart but sing to me sing to me and ill watch you and its the hole thats been missing. there was an idea i once had and it was only the other day and there it was and she...
“my lips to gods ears, id rather be here than anywhere else on the planet.”
– this is true.
“oh there i am. why do i miss you though?”
....the things that you love.
there is nothing inside and there is nothing to give me to hold onto. and im filled with photos and memories and words that make pictures, and my head is full of them full of them and you dont see anything. we go we go we go and go nowhere but everyone is there and its tiring and im bored and im wanting to hold your hands til it hurts and he gets it and wants it and its scary to think of. i cant...
January 2012
5 posts
Happy birthday to my lovely older sister!
simple-class:
http://ohitsyo.tumblr.com/
Meeeee!!!!!!!
has anyone seen my life lately? what the hell is this?
December 2011
1 post
November 2011
6 posts
I'm going to marry you one day.
I’m going to marry him one day.
I won Best Dressed at my school!
simple-class:
So happy :)
My fucking brother. I won best hair. So obviously we rule.
You could be the centerpiece of my obsession if you could just notice me at all.
dear _________,
remember when you used to squeeze my hands so hard as a joke just to make everyone else laugh? or when i totally didnt have enough for college tuition and you spotted me an absurd amount of money within a minute of my bringing it up? or when you tried to sit me down and make me see the better side of my brother in law? or that other time that you pulled brother in law to the side...
October 2011
9 posts
“i am youth. i am joy. i am a little bird that has broken out of the egg.”
– p.pan
when you tell the story of what you felt when you...
as jay z once said... its. about. to go. down. (in...
over dosing on peter pan things in london
two liters of beer
museum overload
getting lost on parisian streets
proper soccer matches
corner cafes galore
eating meat pies (when in rome)
spinning in circles on cobblestone streets
maybe never coming back home
bumping ni**as in paris all. damn. day.
nothing better than some ray lamontagne and candy
when someone loves you unconditionally. and they bring you a box of sweetarts. and they tell you to not eat the purples, because they already know.
Someone gets it. And it's oh so nice.
You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you...
things that ain't nevuh hurt nobody (in no...
vintage stockings with seams up the back that have seen better days
turning your back on your own "fall rules" and getting sea foam green nails. again
ice cream dates, followed by wine dates, followed by pitcherita dates, followed by museum dates
spending more on a camera cause you're going on vacation than what you actually are spending for the vacation
getting funny with old babes
sneaking wine in to theaters because your plan 'a' of the drive in failed. and you're pissed about it
having secret crushes on fools you've never met
wearing too much gold. psh, im mexi, its in my blood
September 2011
18 posts
“212: to have opinions is to sell out to yourself. to have no opinion is to...”
– fernando pessoa (the book of disquiet)
Why I live on the left coast
I wanna go to Disneyland
when?
right now, duh
let's go
A 3.5 day kind of weekend
Baseball so close I could grab Kershaw’s ass, strawberry berets made with French toast, too many cups of coffee leading up to the greatest plans ever made of mussels, ghost hunting, and dreaming of white picket fences.
But til Monday, it’ll have to be curling up on a couch with old men, debuting my favorite LBD, cupcake making, champagne for breakfast, and running til my ass falls...
hold on, isn't this track groovy? (...he said)
(melt. I love my life) yes.
This week is going to be (amongst other things)...
[insert Mr. West and Hova’s ‘who gon stop me’ here]
A week starting with sleeping in, massages, a bar tab of $1.62, and the best damn braided mustache you’ve ever seen.
Followed by running every am, a chance to show off some useless hidden barbering talent, soup cans and scary monsters (with not so scary monsters), a day full of family, ceviche and micheladas til we...
Losing your mind for the sake of your heart (and...
Thunderstorms and lightning
Coffee in a mug
Mr Bruno
Miss you texts at 6am
Leather-bound classics. With inscriptions
A Julietta from Habanas
Saturday am soccer with dad (I don't even understand)
Surprise ganster rap on shuffle and NOT being embarrassed
Three day weekends. All. My. Life.
“When you realize you’re ok, and you do scary things on your own. Because...”
– Tiring as it may be. I’m most likely going to live through it. And be ok.
Oh, the 7.6% of it all is getting to me
It’s been too long and every second is short and the same and so different it’s becoming hard to keep up with. Like I race to out do you and win and be better and though I know it’s without saying you race on in my head. And I look over and it’s there and there’s nothing that I feel and I try and invite them in and I lose myself in the family and I look over to you...
A man is not always the answer
Her: you need to get married so you can wear a fabulous dress
Me: I wear fabulous dresses on Tuesday's
It's not 112 degrees out anymore. Praise...
This weekend will begin with a black eye. Then, I will have my favorite sandwich with my little brother who nearly broke his neck. And then, dinner with an amazing old friend who I haven’t seen in years.
Followed by a trip to a favorite bookstore (I’m all out of classics!!), a street festival of foods, a visit to see dinosaur bones, some historic buildings, some more old friends,...