girls, girls, girls

I think that the female body is the prettiest thing God ever made.

I don't have a name for this

The silence isn't so bad, til I look at my hands and feel sad,
Because the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly.

I'll find repose in new ways, though I haven't slept in two days,
Because cold nostalgia chills me to the bone

But drenched in vanilla twilight, I'll sit on the front porch all night,
Waist-deep in thought because when I think of you I don't feel so alone

As many times as I blink, I'll think of you tonight

And I'll forget the world that I knew, but I swear I won't forget you.
Oh, if my voice could reach back through the past,
I'd whisper in your ear, "oh darling, I wish you were here."

feeling so very creative.

New inspiration: Brett Manning

aw, wow

not sure how this makes me feel

the dodos

I'm in love...

"You let me stay here for a week
On your couch but I would rather sleep
In your bed, or even better yet
We could run away and never rest
But my love stays undeclared"

overwhelmed.

There are some feelings that fill you up;
that dig their roots into your skin, and never let go.
they swell
and blow you over
like wind and waves

It's raining outside, but it's the first day of summer.

"And it's impossible to tell
How important someone was
And what you might have missed out on
And how he might have changed it all
And how you might have changed it all for him."


Tonight,
I'd like to be snuggled up in bed with a nice boy, sharing small talk and getting my back tickled.
Nothing lover-like, just interesting, and comfy.
Tonight,
I'd like for someone to draw on me with a biro, tattoos that I'd never get.
Yeah, that'd be nice...

It's devastating :(

My favourite blogs don't post enough.
I want moreeeee!

Ohhhh

All you have to do is insert me in there next to him!
:)

Today, I feel small

Not in a physical way, just that the world is quite large, and I am quite insignificant in comparison... It's strange how much emphasis I put on my own personal goals and actions, and what I want from life... I don't really want to live my own life, I want to observe others'. It's fun, and the pictures are prettier than anything I see around here.

If there is one thing I want when I grow up,

it's an attractive bed.
It doesn't necessarily have to be this extravagant, however that WOULD be delightful :)
But just one that looks like it would be fun to get into, and comfy.

I secretly llike these.

And I think that this girl is really pretty. I think it might be her hair...

A few pictures and some songs they remind me of

"This is the first day of my life;
I'm glad I didn't die before I met you"





yes please!!! :)



"Dear, did you know that people love each other, just like we do?"







"I wish I could do better by you cause that's what you deserve...
You've sacrificed so much of your life in order for this to work
While I'm out chasing my own dreams, sailing around the world
Just know that I'm yours to keep, my beautiful girl"





"Textbook love; you were the one I was thinking of
Hold my little hand, baby"



"You are not some saint who's above,
Giving someone a stroll through the flowers,
You've got so much more to dream of,
Oh girl, sail her, don't sink her"

I may be a little obsessed with...

Travis Mccoy...
Sorry mum
He's just too damn sexy to resist!

I wish I was....

Daisy Lowe....

It should be frustrating... But it isn't

Ive found lately every time I sit down to draw, I start with a face, and at the moment I've been working on facial expressions... But... It turns out no matter what expression I try to draw, it always looks sad. Then I just give in and roll with the sad thing. I don't really care that I can't seem to draw anything but sad people, either, which is strange. But I'm going to embrace it :) here's my first one.

Accidental babies

"I held you like a lover,
Happy hands, elbow in the appropriate place
And we ignored our own happy plans
For the delicate look upon your face
Our bodies moved and hardened
Hurting parts of your garden
Leaving no room for a pardon
In a place where no-one knows what we have done.

Do you come, together ever with him?
Is he dark enough to see your light?
Do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
Is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
Does he drive you wild? Or just mildly free?
What about me?

You held me like a lover
Sweaty hands, foot in the appropriate place
We used cushions to cover happy glands
And the mild issue of our disgrace
Our minds pressed and guarded
While our flesh disregarded the lack of space for the lighthearted
In the boom that beats our drum.

I know I make you cry
I know sometimes you want to die
But do you really feel alive without me?
If so be free.
If not, leave him for me,
Before one of us has accidental babies...
For we are in love."

This song is probably the only song that makes me cry...
Have you ever heard a song where you can hear what the singer's face looks like when they're singing it?
That's it for me.

Angelique Houtkamp

I've been a fan for a while, but I've just had a fresh revelation of the love I have for her artwork
mmmmm
I want this ^^^ somewhere. :)
And i'm gonna be her when I grow up
hahaha


love life

I have a blog?

It's kinda strange actually...
Not sure if I like it yet?
But I intend on nurturing it anyway haha :)
I got this for something to do when I'm sitting on myspace bored
:)
Since I only just noticed the "attach picture" button,
Here's a picture of a tattoo I want...