Thursday Was My 21st Birthday And This Weekend Had Proven Several Impacting Things. Through Stressful

change

change.

a change in scenery

and change of pace

while i keep my space

you build miles while i build minutes

what’s the speed limit

it takes to diminish someone’s spirits

is it the cold

as the distance grows

is it seeing who can put on a bigger show

i’m not afraid to take the stage

i refuse to go in another cage

but if we’re both in the spotlight

blinding white, like a deer in headlights

how can we find each other tonight?

cause maybe we can’t hold hands

when we’re too busy holding our cigarettes

dry lips, to occupied to build connections

of affections

to those we so desperately cling on showing

baby, i’m glowing

no wait. it’s slowing

dragging like a cripple in mud

heavy like a high school backpack

in the summer

heat

heating up

when you think you’ve had enough

burning

like your grandmother’s cast iron

sizzling

until

it cracks in your broken mirror

of the reflection you’ve left behind

i thought

but that’s the thing about skeletons

they’re a part of you apart from you

shadows stretch and shrink

because just when you think

you’re in control

you fall deeper in the rabbit hole

Stoner Sundaze

Why I'd Be Kicked Out of The Scooby Gang

Shaggy: Zoinks

Scooby: Ruh-roh

Daphne: Jeepers

Velma: Jinkies

Me: Well fuck

collectibles

Addicted to the lights and sounds. Bunch of bad habits, you wear ‘em like a crown.

bcause this dress is too cute not to post

Arctic Monkeys on vinyl and my full, beautiful bowl Sydney Elizabeth. This is my kind of rainy afternoon.

$1 Postcard I bought from one of the merchants at Bonnaroo this year.

i can't believe it's been two years. every time i wake up in the middle of the night, i wish you were there like how we used to stay up for hours getting lost in conversations. you were always who i came to when i needed someone to listen, or when i just wanted to share something. and i like to think i was always there for you even though i didn't know you as long as everyone else. i miss you more and more each day that passes and i will never forget the impact you had on my life.

Crooked Streets

When you question everything that runs through your head When you could pull an all-nighter, or maybe go to bed Sometimes life catches you by surprise Or you won’t survive the sunrise I’m flushed. I’m pumped. About to explode. Beating and busting out of my chest My heart screams and my hands ache Deciding how much more I'm willing to take These black and white feelings bruised me I've got shaky knees and a head rush I never thought I'd miss you so much I miss the feeling of grinding teeth While I grind the gears ever-connecting in my mind Who cares if I’m biting down all the time? Still bodies harbor these racing thoughts Chasing things I ought to not Too far from home, I was born to roam I was born to spill lines out on these shattered streets Where Hell and harmony finally meet