Alas to see the me,
all that I’ve covered up, hidden behind to masque my insecurities..
I’ve exposed the naked truth my vulnerability.. I must face!
So that I do, but still it aches
yet I ask.. who was I to think I could hide
real beauty can not lie
nor can one ignore blinding deceit
I know I will not gain what was shed in vain
I’ll walk away with a new sense of blame
Jun 18, 2010, 12:04AM PDT | 0 comments
how to substitute numbers with letters would be awesome. The really cool chaps at I’m not sure where, one of the top 8 Ivy League Universities I read an article about how the students wear t-shirts with formulas on then, eluding to inside jokes to those who could understand/ comprehend. I may never be able to reach that level of coolness but that is by definition cool… wicked cool.
Mar 27, 2010, 07:16PM PDT | 0 comments
The mismatched socks, I can still use. I have material items that seem to be imbedded with significant meanings. So what sparks this entry is the loss of my peacock earring. I never felt how much they meant to me until losing one. It is materialism at it’s finest.I bought the pair of earrings when I turned 21, at my favorite boutique. They were cheap, but somehow I feel like I’ve lost a tiny miniscule part of my soul/past. I know it is pitiful that something so frivolous could be imbued with emotions. I must find a way to let these feelings go. : /
Mar 27, 2010, 07:08PM PDT | 0 comments