baby bird.

if you haven't gotten used to it, sorry.

Tue, 06 Dec 2005 15:49:30 GMT

new journal:

furybug

see ya.

Tue, 29 Nov 2005 02:38:20 GMT

Sun, 27 Nov 2005 03:52:43 GMT

this is where my heart belongs, but instead;

do you know that feeling when you are standing next to them and rest your cheek on their shoulder and they push their weight back into you.
i have to imagine that is close to what completion feels like. and coming from him, it was unexpected.

are you dating anyone?
no, not at all.

and i can't explain much of anything to him, but instead of cleaning rugs we talked about how i'm native american and it facinates him. and how he has only been to florida and cuba and when i said i would take him to new york with me, he said he would come.

so, photography is important to you?
there's nothing else more important in my life.

and you went home and downloaded the bands off the stickers on the back of my car? my heart nearly skipped out of my chest cavity.

you're into basketball right?
and nerdy shit on the computer
oh, me too.

i am always sought after by men who i don't have too much in common with. but, are you supposed to be "with" the same person as yourself? wouldn't that become boring? dull?

i don't know, but i didn't make him any promises. because my heart is residing all over this crooked shaped state and i want to settle,
but i'm not sure i could right now.
yet i am too anxious to sleep because we work together five hours tomorrow.

Tue, 22 Nov 2005 01:52:46 GMT

my beloved monster and me, we go everywhere together.

Thu, 17 Nov 2005 04:50:40 GMT

there are half empty notebooks all around my room,
half read books,
so on, so forth.
and instead at night i sit here
and try to remember the exact tone in your voice when you're laughing
or caught off guard.
your smell as soon so as you sit next to me,
before we settle
and it feels like magnets when you try holding the opposites sides together
and fail.
my mind doesn't produce much physical examples anymore,
but is constantly producing new ideas,
obsessions,
inventions.

i'm afraid if i go on too long
or too in depth that i'll start speaking too much about my heart
and how my current desires seem transparent
and as far fetched as fairytales.
just know,
i feel that given a chance you could learn to adore me,
i hopehopehope.

Mon, 07 Nov 2005 03:01:57 GMT

SUGGEST ONE CD I SHOULD HAVE.

Sun, 23 Oct 2005 04:13:30 GMT

no offense bonnie! the one you tagged me for was too hard hahah.

(3 Good Bands/Artists In Your Opinion)
- iron&wine
- death cab for cutie
- the good life

(3 Close Friends)
- allison
- lizzie
- stef

(3 things you're looking forward to)
- winter
- sleeping
- stef coming home

(3 Things That Annoy You)
- car problems
- snowbirds.
- money.

(3 Movies You Could Watch Over and Over)
- empire records
- lost in translation
- eternal sunshine

(3 Places You Could Spend A Whole Day In)
- Manhattan
- my house
- my car

(3 of Your Favorite Songs of The Moment)
- iron&wine / calexico - he lays in the reins
- stars - elevator love letter
- death cab for cutie - i will follow you into the dark

(3 People to Tag)
- SAM
- anna
- lizzie

LIVEJOURNAL (picture)POST OF THE YEAR

Tue, 18 Oct 2005 22:36:34 GMT

I said I'd walk you home after our third round

of pouring whiskey down the barrel of our guts

and I grabbed hold of your hand.

We're up and we're out and we're yelling through the streets

and I'm out of my fucking mind

and I know you're next to me but I must confess what's in my head.

Keep pumping now, legs to beat the ground, and our hearts to beat the band. The sky's on fire again.

Run down this alleyway.

Lightning bolts again and we become fireflies just flashing at the air.

Rattle garbage cans.

Prepare to be ravaged by our lust burning mad, the fire that we've become.

And I know you're under me but I must confess what's in my head:

To me you are the light from a light bulb that breaks sometimes

and the tender warmth inside is released into my life

and it smothers me in flames that lick and scorch my face.

As the smoke reaches the sky know I'm burning tonight.

Know I'm burning tonight.

Know I'll burn for you tonight.

mhmm.

i need to be taken care of.

Tue, 11 Oct 2005 02:15:32 GMT

i'm convinced i'll never take a picture as loved as this one.

i hate it
when i'm too exhausted to do anything
especially when it's something creative
making someone a cd
taking pictures.

oh well,
ice cream and nick@nite
here i come!

so this is my life

Mon, 10 Oct 2005 15:11:20 GMT

i stress out because missing class, no need to.
math was easy today,
english always is. i just need to get to work on my term paper. who wants to go to borders with me???

bringing lenny (or lenardo has i call him when I'm angry) in to king auto mall at 1, he's going to cost so much money to fix, i just know it,

i finally emailed jim to finalize how we are going to work out pricing for my work, so that's going to determine a lot.

did i mention i have a $185 phone bill due by the 20th? yeah, crappy.

oh well, money is too important in peoples lives, I'm just trying to live.

i want a bike and cold weather, is that too much to ask?
a bike riding partner wouldn't kill, either.

AMEN

Wed, 28 Sep 2005 19:01:21 GMT

on top of the world.

Sun, 25 Sep 2005 05:53:20 GMT

make yourself useful

Sun, 18 Sep 2005 21:53:01 GMT

alright, livejournal, give me your feedback.

im not crazy into long shutter/exposure times, but tried it out in west palm the other night.

it was taken with the shutter open for.. 10 seconds? i think.

of course i forget the watermark on the big one. derp.

i am not crazy about the focus, it looks a lot more blurred than it is because of the mist from the water.

fort lauderdale beach

Sat, 17 Sep 2005 05:56:51 GMT

eventually you'll listen

Fri, 16 Sep 2005 15:39:26 GMT

when you mess with me,
you're messing with her.
and the other way around.
i'm sorry if you have fairweather friendships,
but that doesn't mean to try to tear ours apart.

and keep talking about us,
because for everything you say,
we match tenfold.
the difference is, we would scream it in your face.

this is to no one in particular,
but go ahead and get your feelings hurt anyways.

oh, and by the way

we are kinda a package deal.

:(

Fri, 09 Sep 2005 04:07:29 GMT

Thu, 08 Sep 2005 17:16:49 GMT

get naked

Mon, 29 Aug 2005 19:04:47 GMT

so you are six or seven and on a private beach in deerfield beach, life is good.
your cousin challenges you to a race to your mother perched up on the sea wall,
you are younger and much smaller by comparison, so of course you accept.
(here's your chance to prove them all wrong.)
you take off in a sprint up the beach, true baywatch stlye.
and then your cousin come up behind you and pushes you,
hard.
you fall, followed by hearing screams.
the next thing you remember is being in the back of your mothers van,
going so fast. you go to move, and you're held down.
you fall asleep.
and this time you wake up in pain.
"don't pour peroxide on it, get her to a hospital."
you finally wake up in a buzzing hospital room. with those damn lights that never stay consistently on.
you know, the flickering ones. it gives effect.
well, now you are getting things sewn into the top of your head while your mother is whimpering by your side.
sewing, in, out, in out. seventeen or so times, and then you're on your way home. life seems
good enough. you have no idea what really happened,
that is until a week later you go to disney world and have a mental breakdown because you can't go into the
"big person" pool. you trained months to learn to swim without those arm floaties. and there you sit,
in the pee infested
"kiddie pool". all because you're older, cynical cousin couldn't stand losing to you,
and pushed you, head first, into a coral rock on that fancy private bitch.

you'll never get over this, but you will look back on it and have a good laugh.
one of these days.