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To Give Thanks...

  • Nov. 21st, 2010 at 11:19 AM


 When times are tough, it's always good to remind yourself what you're thankful for.

In the spirit of Thanksgiving, I would like to give thanks for...



1.) A supportive family that is always there for me. 











2.) Amazing friends that I'm eternally grateful for.

























3.) Two of the best pets a gal could ask for
(There through thick and thin, giving me unconditional love)









4.) A love waiting for me back in NY.









5.) A beautiful place to live. CO <3 



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Nov. 14th, 2010

  • 4:47 PM

 
If you could look inside of me this is a glimpse of what'd you see.... 
































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"Love actually is all around us."

Love Actually 
 




As often-times the too resplendent sun
Hurries the pallid and reluctant moon
Back to her sombre cave, ere she hath won
A single ballad from the nightingale,
So doth thy Beauty make my lips to fail,
And all my sweetest singing out of tune.

And as at dawn across the level mead
On wings impetuous some wind will come,
And with its too harsh kisses break the reed
Which was its only instrument of song,
So my too stormy passions work me wrong,
And for excess of Love my Love is dumb.

But surely unto Thee mine eyes did show
Why I am silent, and my lute unstrung;
Else it were better we should part, and go,
Thou to some lips of sweeter melody,
And I to nurse the barren memory
Of unkissed kisses, and songs never sung.

Oscar Wilde 
 
 



"Kiss me. Kiss me as if it were for the last time."

Casablanca 
 
 



The grey sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low;
And the startled little waves that leap
In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.

Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, through its joys and fears,
Than the two hearts beating each to each!

Robert Browning 
 
 



"I'm just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her." 

Notting Hill 
 



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost 
 


"When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody,
you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."

When Harry met Sally
 

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Darkness Reveals Light

  • Nov. 13th, 2010 at 6:40 PM

A Bloody Bleeding Beating Heart Break Resolved 

Early in the morning I heard a rooster cry
A straight signal to my brain that I did not die
The sun peaked in exposing my naked skin
Weary and broken, I was just a girl shattered from within

Beating inside of my chest cavity, I could hear a heart
It was red and scared with slashes of being torn apart
I had never seen anything more beautiful before
Until that morning when I vomited it up onto the floor

And for the first time in such a long time, I was awake
Feeling rejuvenated from a deadly summer of heartache
Finally and most suddenly everything stopped moving in fast forward
I could hear the cheery songs of that one docile songbird

It was then I held in my hand a beautiful beating heart
Tethered and torn it looked like a distressful piece of art
I placed it back within my chest as it was relieved from its pains
Now its back to pumping that luscious love blood through my veins 
 




Things I love...

Bodies intertwined
Hands in my hair
Soft, sweet lips
My knobby knees 
The touch of soft skin
Giggling happiness
Sunlight peaking in
Mental snapshots
Body art 


....and more. 





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Photo[ART]graphy

  • Oct. 11th, 2010 at 11:20 PM

Sometimes words can only say so much. Art does the rest. 




 








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Winter's Coming

  • Oct. 11th, 2010 at 10:46 PM

I REFUSE TO WRITE ANYTHING DEPRESSING! 

Come winter I have high hopes for my writing inspiration. Colorado snows are suppose to have mystical powers. 

We shall see...












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Song of The Moment.

  • Sep. 19th, 2010 at 9:06 AM


"Soul Meets Body"

I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what its like to be new

Cause in my head there’s a greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
where they’re far more suited than here

And I cannot guess what we'll discover
When we turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels
But I know our filthy hands can wash one another’s
And not one speck will remain

And I do believe it’s true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
But if the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you’re the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere

Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body

And I do believe it’s true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
But if the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you’re the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere


Death Cab For Cutie


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New Day, New Way...

  • Sep. 5th, 2010 at 9:54 PM

S/HE

Promise me, she says,
To love me as I am,
That my battles will be your battles,
Whenever I feel I should take a stand.

I promise, he says, 
No matter the day,
I will stand by your side,
Right here, with you, is where I will stay.

She smiles at him.

Never lie, he says,
Always be honest and true,
Even if it might hurt,
I will always hear the truth from you.

I won't, she says,
Truth is what sets us free,
And for you my love,
The truth it will always be.

He held her hand in his.

 


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A New Life in Colorado

  • Aug. 23rd, 2010 at 11:01 PM

I arrived in Denver, CO Tuesday--August 17th, 2010. My mom and I drove accross country cutting through the states of Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Iowa, and Nebraska, on our way from New York to Colorado. It was a pleasantly uneventful trip but very, very boring. The highlight of the trip was when we stopped off of I-76 at the border of Colorado and Nebraska. There was this adorable little restaurant called "Lucy's Place." It was literally in the middle of no where. For miles either way there was nothing but barren land. Where these people came from that were in the restaurant, who knows...Surprisingly the tiny place was packed! Everyone knew everyone and everyone was over the age of 65. Anyway, if you're ever passing through stop and try the egg salad sandwich. It was made with pickles, something i had never had before but loved.

Scenic places I've gone to thus far: Estes Park, Rocky Mountain National Park, Pikes National Forrest, Manitou Springs Pike's Peak area, and the Garden of the Gods. The mountains are not surprisingly gorgeous, even though perhaps more gorgeous than I could have imagined. Seeing them in person was amazing. There aren't words to describe the beauty.

As for living here...I love it! These next two years are going to be amazing. I'm planning on starting my field placement next Monday. I'm volunteering at a horse ranch with Jo-Nelly and classes are going to be starting in September. Not to mention that I have a garden to tend to! How many apartments in the city of Denver have its own garden? Not many that's for sure but mine does. I'm so unbelievably lucky! I'm coming to love Colorado like I always thought I would. <3
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Poem

  • Jun. 22nd, 2010 at 12:02 AM

Rivers running wild, temperstuously, they follow the east
Moving swiftly toward the birth of the son
Carried by the windswept waves to uncover a frightful beast.

Grudgingly, it chews on the hide of the one
The blood is spills will come to reveal a simple truth
That this burden weighs enough to shake a throne.

The prophets words were stolen from a child's youth
Holding a message of how it is to come undone
The rough road it must travel needs the heir of a slueth.

 


 


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