Self

"Happiness is generated not found. It's not found in one person. It's self-produced, a complexity of everything and everyone that surrounds you."

Phuck A Michael Kors Watch. . .

I want these instead. . .

Nike Air Yeezy II

 But then again it goes against all my morals, being a vegetarian and what not. There made from leather, of course, with an outer anaconda-texture. Purposely for its aesthetic, and Vac Tech Swoosh, these Yeezy's are very performance-driven. They will be available to the public June 9th. I will admire them from far far away. Sigh. Maybe I should start eating animals again? Will that justify my actions? Probably not. O' Yeezy, why is your taste in EVERYTHING so fanciful? Not to mention there $2,400??? Meeeh. Peace.

Through Our Darkest Hours, They Are With Us

"The friend in my adversity I shall always cherish most. I can better trust those who helped to relieve the gloom of my dark hours than those who are so ready to enjoy with me the sunshine of my prosperity." - Ulysses S. Grant

Lights

By Ellie Goulding

I'm infatuated with this song. It's my favorite song at the time. It's been on heavy replay as of lately. Meeh, I even enjoy the dubstep version. Yep. That much.

I had a way then

losing it all on my own
I had a heart then

but the queen has been overthrown
And I'm not sleeping now

the dark is too hard to beat
And I'm not keeping now 

the strength I need to push me

You show the lights . . that . . stop me turn to stone
You shine It when I'm alone
And so I tell myself that . . . I'll be strong
And dreaming when they're gone

'Cause they're calling, calling, calling me home
Calling, calling, calling home
You show the lights that . . . stop me turn to stone
You shine It when I'm alone

Noises, I play within my head
Touch my own skin 

and hope that I'm still breathing
And I think back to when 

my brother and my sister slept
In an unlocked place 

the only time I feel safe

Thinking Outloud

Pondering. . .

I miss you Anthony. Watch over me. Your 25th birthday is coming up pretty soon. I'll stop by your grave with some balloons and flowers. And I'll sit there for a while. And I'll take it all in. Then I'll dismiss it just as quick. I really do miss you. Beso.

My youngest brother is graduating on Saturday. I'm sure my parents are proud. All four of us graduated from high school, at least we did that. I'm so proud of him. He has a good head on his shoulders. And I love him for being so compassionate with me. I sometimes wished he was a girl or vise versa. . . I wish I was a boy. He and I would kick it more often. Though we're fairly close now, we still have to have boundaries. He's my best friend. I can easily say that. I can't wait to see you walk the plank with your blue cap and gown, towering over everybody else at 6'2. My giant. My little big brother. You're a champion brother. Heart of gold. Don't ever forget that. Thank you.

As I mentioned earlier on one of my posts I decided to get an Instagram account. I really like it! What's not to like about photos? Especially if there your close friends or even just acquaintances. It's fabulous! I also noticed there's alot of girls that upload half naked pictures, always exposing there ass or tits on there. Whatever floats there boat, no? I guess I was just raised a little different. I can't even upload a picture that shows to much cleavage. I crop the shit out of pictures when it comes to that. Each to there own. My boat doesn't float that way. Like my cousin Vere said, "Our mommas' taught us well." And I couldn't agree more. Because my cousins and my sister have the right assets up top but they don't dress provocatively or expose there goods in any way. Keep it classy ladies. 

Wrong Turn

"And darling, you should know that I have fantasies about being alone. It’s like love is a lesson, that I can’t learn. I make the same mistakes at each familiar turn." - Death Cab For Cutie

Waterfalls

As I lay my head to rest on my pillow, I can't help but to smile at the thought of you laying next to me. It really does justify Monroe's quote, "The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space.” The nights we spend together make my heart grow fonder of you. You have gotten me to the place that I have so desperately seek. I no longer have the urge to go back in time. And even if our relationship fails as lovers, I know our friendship will be forever. There is nothing in this world that can make me have one sour thought about you. And although I won't admit it to you, my fondness for you seems to spread like a wildfire by the minute, by the day. I couldn't ask for more in a friend. Thank you for all that you've done. Although you don't see it through my eyes, through my thoughts, you have done more than enough. More that anyone else has ever done. Thank you once again my Waterfall.

What Is Your Child Eating At School?

At 9-Yrs old, Martha Payne, is a brilliant blogger. It rattles me up in the right way when children take matters into there own hands. If you want change, you have to exploit yourself. Seek help from the media, make yourself known. Alike 9-Yr old Martha Payne, my son also comes home extremely hungry and he never seems quite excited about what he had for lunch. Please visit her blog http://neverseconds.blogspot.com/ . In her own words, she uploads pictures and explains what is served on her lunch plate everyday. Keep up the blogging. It is very informative. I hope it goes far. You are making a difference in this world already darling.

BLANK. . .

Today May 21st

This morning I am thankful for it all. I don't have much to say today. What has been said has been said before. We just twist our words around. I did, however, feel like quoting my own quotes. The magic in that. . . well . . . you're your own author. Besides words, I don't think there's anything else I fancy. I spent my weekend in bed, with my books, in there worlds. I didn't step out into the night. I much preferred my bed and my covers. My weekend was swell! Have a loving Monday. Peace.