Sunday, August 10, 2008


motorcycle drive by. cigarette ash in my eye.
purple rain drops.lemon gum drops.
chocolate milk.platinum silk.
growing grass.falling on my ass.
chicken strips.rubber grips.
burning cd's.hugging trees.
monkeys with disease.
pretty much.

Saturday, August 9, 2008

If it makes you happy...

so I made a major life decision not too long ago.
well, it seems like it wasn't that long ago.
but objects are too often farther than they appear.
as I was sitting in the redneck mobile, with my new found love of purple sunglasses and daiquiris. I completely out of character, declined a cigarette and had no urge to turn on the radio..that didn't work. I started thinking about all the things that make me happy. Like the boy driving the redneck mobile, spongebob bandaids when you cut yourself shaving, chick fil a's sweet tea and chicken bread-er, music videos, naps, milk and boys. <3
i dont know the point in this.
other than..dont depend on ONE major thing in life and expect it to make you happy.
you are the key to your happiness.
if your not. YOU GONE DIE!

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

She wears peace on her fingers and butterflies on her neck.
She does a lot of things that she almost regrets.
Daisies on her toes and diamonds in her nose.
Covers her face with her hands. Draws his name in the sand.
Tries not to cry when everyone is watching, her tears refuse to fall otherwise.
Like a tree he stands tall. He leaves, her whole world falls.
A stranger came and picked her up. Offered an ear and a tender look.
She searched for his face in the forest of disgrace.
She cries out for the one that holds her heart in his hands.
Locked up is where he stands, leaving her in a world full of vain.
The stranger comes, calls her name again.
Digging her own grave.
He takes away the pain.