January 2012
1 post
December 2011
14 posts
I kinda just want to kill everyone right now...
and definitely not go to this stupid fucking holiday party.
...and then I'm wherever you are
Young and full of running, tell me where is that taking me?
Love is really nothing but a dream that keeps waking me. For all of my trying we still end up dying, how can that be? Don’t say a word just come over, and lie here with me. Cause I’m just about to set fire to everything I see. I want you so bad I’ll go back on the things I believe.
….There I just said it,...
“For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever...”
– f. scott fitzgerald
“All good books are alike in that they are truer than if they had really happened...”
– Ernest Hemingway (via andleahsays)
“There is no friend as loyal as a book”
– Ernest Hemingway (via mariajbentzen)
November 2011
6 posts
…i’ve been waiting long enough
October 2011
6 posts
...blog entry for work
I’m starting to see the first signs of winter both here in Winter Park and at the resort. The tiny sheet of ice on my windshield in the morning, a fog that hangs so low in the morning and covers my view of the mountains on my drive to work, and the busy whirr of the facilities and operations crew erasing all traces of the summer season from the resort base to make room for winter crowds.
...
Well.
It’s been a while. Can’t say I’ll keep it up, Tumblrs.
May 2011
2 posts
You were an island and I passed you by.
The truth is, I miss you. And I’m tired. I should not have let you go.
April 2011
9 posts
a telescope lens
I am angry. I am missing. I am sad. I am numb. I am reflecting. I am hopefull. I am anxious.
It is unfair. But most of all, I am angry.
“All good books have one thing in common - they are truer than if they had really...”
– Ernest Hemingway
Marry me. No. Marry me. No. What do you want? You. Then marry me. I won’t. Tell me why. Because I want to make love to you when we’re sixty. But we will. I want to surprise each other with little things. We always will. A piece of paper doesn’t guarantee that. Then what does it matter? Exactly my point. I want you forever. And if we’re still happy in fifty years? Why wouldn’t we be happy? Two...
Where are you?
1 tag
For Lakin...
This is the first day of my life I Swear I was born right in the doorway I went out in the rain Suddenly everything changed They’re spreadin’ blankets on the beach Yours is the first face that I saw I Think I was blind before I met you I don’t know where I am I don’t know where I’ve been But I know where I want to go So I thought I’d let you know That these...
Wouldn't it be nice
if people could form their own opinions of others based on their own interactions, and not based on how others, especially those who may abuse their position of power, think they feel about that person? Do you enjoy not being a friend, because of someone elses words?
I see that jealousy is what makes the world go ‘round. Or atleast, your world.
March 2011
10 posts
Shouldn't you be more mature at this point?
Get over the fact that I choose not so spend my precious spare time with you. When I’m outta here, you probably wont hear from me for much longer than a week. Deal.
Thoughts
Today a family friend passed away from her long battle with breast cancer. She discovered the lump while nursing her newborn, Kayden, who is now 4 years old. Lakin babysat for Kayden after the family moved to Lawrence to be closer to family in Topeka and Manhattan. Jamie was a great person and a great mom and I know that she will be missed and remembered through her husband and family.
Meanwhile,...
Gladly. →
"I don't read"
navishutup:
Excuse me, what?
“There are only the pursued, the pursuing, the busy, and the tired.”
– Gatsby
I'm here.
I am excited about this. Me; blogging, being hip. A part of the scene.
Expect emotions.
“…excuse me while I kiss the sky”