big baby blues

there seems to be more of these around these days

or perhaps we are all just more conscious

i think i'd like to have one some day

but only with that boy to help me.

and i should hope it to be as cute as this.

a hair pulling mess

a sick and twisted mess

thats me

emotions caught in a frying pan

the inverse

that crawls and rests

on my restless heart

a smile and a frown feel the same.

and exhausted eyes flutter

as limbs lay in paralysis

tingling from the tossing and turning

of the night's silverscreen.

and i hate horror films.

packrat bootcamp.

and let the cleaning commence.

tye dye magik

what fun

our crafty hands

learning to twist

and fold

and bind

with bands

and you and i

and i and you

we twist together

our elastic bands.

i love spending time with you.

toronto eh?

this is starting to become a bad habit.

nice hat.

this girl

is some kind of goddess

flowergarden

the sequel of last summer.

cuppycakes

cmon and make some cuppycakes with me.

do we even know each other anymore?

once upon

a few weeks ago

something split

something changed

the iceberge hit us:

awkward city wave your flag

we've docked

but change is change

so don't

don't spend it all in one place

except i think thats too late.

i always wanted to model

bri and brit daigle photography

beating

this is the face of a girl

who has exhausted herself

beating herself up

moustache necklace

i did get her t-shirt,
i did get his moustache,
and i picked my way through a crowd
of sweat,
tears,
and probably blood.

imma get her t-shirt!

tomorrow, i love her.

we'll get along just fine.

favourite day of my life is sure to come.

oh how i love my fluffers

you love them too.

i am the wind

you never quite know

which way the wind blows

it all depends

on where your feet reside