I don't claim any of these pictures.. there the scrapbooks and feelings of the time they passed in and out of my life.. feel free to share them.

I'd like to tell today's youth that no matter where life takes you, big cities, small towns, you'll inevitably come across small minded People who think they're better than you. People who think that material things, or being pretty or popular, automatically make you a worthwhile human being. I'd like to tell today's youth that none of these things matter. Unless you have a strength of character, intergtity, ... and if you're lucky enough to have any of these things, don't ever sell out. Don't ever sell out. So when you meet a person for the first time, don't judge them by their station in life, 'cause who knows, that person just might end up being your best friend.


this blog is to remind myself of change.. in the good ways and bad.. and to keep going and to do nothing but look back in fond memory and smile...


Sunday, April 11, 2010

I don't mind being single, why? I feel as though I can completely explore myself as a single human alone. I don't have to worry about anyone else's problems, sickness, health, rich, poor. I can go a week without washing my clothes. I can go a week without washing my hair. I can eat and spill on myself while watching late night tv shows and not clean it up til commerical. I can buy men's clothing and not have to explain why I think I might be crazy on tuesdays and not saturdays. I won't have to check in with anyone but myself and see how I'm doing over someone else. And I can be upset after dealing with work. I can scream.. and I can get dressed up and pretty when I feel like it. On my days off I don't need to entertain anyone but myself.. and I can let my toe nail paint chip off til it's gone and I find my next batch of red ruby gloss. I can shop all I want and enjoy the silence of hangers. I can go and do as I please.. but I can't always please myself.. and I can't always tuck myself in.. no matter how much I know how I like my blanket combo. And I can't always just think the same thoughts.. I need inspiration.. maybe I need someone to whipe the chocolate off the side of my lips.. or to make me laugh so hard I pee. Maybe I do need somone.. but I think that will be my secret.

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