my bedroom smells of chanel

belts are hung upon the walls

frames are empty except for hooks

and shiny cats spy from the walls

two white bunnies play in the corner

and the cookoo clock stays silent.

don't be sad kitty, you look great!

snip snip

i'm the momma cat

you're the baby cat,

and thiiiiiiiis cute.

meow.

gasp

its all coming so fast.

best birthday ever

i wish we weren't all so tired so we could stay up all night just laughing about nothing. thanks for being the real friends that people write poems about.

i wouldn't have it any other way.

i've never seen fur look so cool

yuuta

this artist has a style

something i'm lacking

and something i adore

september seventh marks the day i begin my new life where i call myself an artist, where i pretend the stress isn't getting to me, where i want my old friends back instead of new ones, where i would do anything for one of my mother's meals, where i put off doing laundry, where my phone bill is through the roof, where long distance charges will apply, where skype replaces a common hangout, where i run out of paint, where i try caffeinating my nights, where i can't just walk to your house anymore, where i won't kick my cat on the end of my bed in the night, where i ruin all of my clothes, where extra cash is unheard of, where groceries are a luxury, and most of all, where i miss you the most.

xxxx

maybe a tattoo is just a craze right now

everyone seems to be getting them

but maybe a reminder of how i want to live

would be handy within the months and years to come.

one day

my hair is going to be thiiiiiiiiis long and thiiiiiiiiis bad ass. one day.

and her music isn't half-bad either.

dashboard

"only the glovebox knows how the story goes"

keyboard secrets

no one else will know

i lost some,

but i won some.

who knew such things were possible.

can't decide

if i'm more upset than mad,

but please,

feel free to stand by as they steal from us,

our past,

our memories,

and our dreams.

not to mention what we receive in returns.

growing up

its all i needed to hear,

your voice,

we're going to be all right.

to keep or not to keep?

whats the verdict?

a shocking realization

wow, people are really not who you think they are.

such a disappointment.

as packrat bootcamp shuts down..

. i am still left with many things in my garage. anyone care to help me rid of them?

but a very fun garage sale, i must say. i think it was the friends.

train tracks

get your mind on the right track

because you might miss your train.

it does not look like my cat.

wisdom

i wish i had.

feathers

i wish on feathers

and i often wish

that my worries were as light

and effortless

and worryless

as a feather

but if that were the case

i wouldn't be wasting my time

making wishes on feathers.

baby baby baby

thanks for being so gosh darn good for/to me.

and for being so gosh darn adorable.

i do like that tegan and sara song.

for 50 months i've had a crush on you
for 36 of those, i've loved you
and for 28 of that, we've dated
and after 19 of them, my father calls you son-in-law.
and that's a true love story

baby just say yes.
xoxoxo

you make my heart sick

and my stomach sick
and my mind sick.

every. single. time.