The Bright Lights Of America. [part one]

The nation is dead. Long live the new nation.

end of the day.

the flickering light above me, the girl behind me who does not understand the meaning behind "that's what she said" and this teacher who honestly just teaches himself --it's the end of the day, and it seems like forever and a day while sitting there. i'm the only junior in a sea of seniors. they all know each other, socialize. i know no one and i'm kind of glad i don't. the foul smell of sweat, these kids are really gross. throw things from one end of the room, to the other. each other. luckily because it's a class of seniors, i can do pretty much whatever i want, teacher doesn't complain much. however, there is still this lingering feeling of being extremely uncomfortable. this teacher talks the entire hour, yet you could honestly hear a pin drop.. although i'm usually asleep by then.

blue and yellow... and a complete waste.

"..you never would have thought in the end, how amazing it feels just to live again." -The Used.

..i couldn't agree more. if it weren't for you, there an extremely high possibility that i wouldn't be here. you know that. but ive told you enough. i wake up every morning just like, "fuck.. i wonder if she'll get it today."

the problem with that is that i am not even sure what im hoping you'll 'get.'

i need to just get it through my head that nothing will ever come of this.
jesus christ, im such a fucking loser. im a liar. an idiot savant without fail. i give up all the time, yet the one thing i should have given up on months ago, is the one person that i can't seem to forget. ..im a fuckin' loser for basically kinda being in love with you for.. idk.. the better part of about seven months?

they say you'll never find what you're looking for if you're actually looking for it.

i wasn't.
i found it.
and it's too good to be true.
so i quit.
..but i'd rather spend my time with you.

kids.

friends of mine. friends of yours. fun nights.

is this what's left of you these days?

"if i could take your pain and frame it, and hang it on my wall, then maybe you would never have to hurt at all." -- Bayside. [Masterpiece]

lately it seems like everywhere i look, everyone around me has something bad
going on. whether they're stressing about school, work, home or a loss, i just wish
they would take a step back and breathe. sure, that's much easier to say than do, but
i hate seeing the people around me upset, especially when i know that there's nothing
that i can do to help them, other than maybe just lend an ear. listen. ..maybe it's just
the changing of seasons. who knows.

your ears will thank you. :)

Rachael Cantu.



Tegan and Sara.



M. Ward.


Andrea Gibson.



City and Colour.



Matt and Kim.

This Business of Art. [part one]

i honestly believe that after the age of five, my 'artistic abilities' stopped progressing. i really do enjoy blowing shit up and breaking things and smearing ink all over paper. lol.

The September Issue.

the fashion savvy girl in me might just be too excited over this... just a little. :) i am dying to get to a theater in town at some point this week, because if i miss this... i will definitely cry. and Ladytron is the trailer music.... could this be any more amazing?! Honestly!