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September 6, 2008 - Saturday
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Lessons I’ve learned these past years
Category: Life
I've been on top living in a nice condo in the nice part of town in a relationship with a decent job. I've been homeless living out of my car without knowing what the next day would bring. One thing I have learned, no matter how hard I try, materialism always crumbles.
I may look like I have nothing. But I have a strong spirit. I have my art. And I have friends and family that I care for and who care for me. And that really is all I need in this life. For that, I am the richest woman alive.
The empire I choose to build is not of comfort and aetheticism. It is of love and living life.
Let not frustrations overwhelm you... the bills screaming at you. Deceitful people who pretend to be your friends. Instead, focus on what you can do with what you have. I am a strong believer that if you are optimistic it is much easier to notice the positive things lying right in front of you.
3:55 PM
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September 5, 2008 - Friday
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Sounds like a Country Rock song in my head
Sitting here with a beer Everyone's gathered here But I feel so alone
If I could get inside their heads And realize what's been said Could I just carry on?
I try to relate to this But there's always something that I miss And if you can relate Maybe I'll take Some time out to be with you
Every day I'm wandering Every moment pondering Where should I turn to next?
I was high when I met you That doesn't mean I will forget you It's been so long since I left you
I try to relate to this But there's always something that I miss
And that might be you.
5:24 AM
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September 4, 2008 - Thursday
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Midnight Fantasy
As you plant your lips upon mine And say farewell My heart screams out in panic That I might never taste those lips again Or feel the comfort of those arms
And yet sometimes it's like you are right here Beside me in the darkness Holding me and stroking my hair
Can this pillow be your chest? Might I hear your heartbeat as I close my eyes? Could the draft I feel be but the breath you softly blow against my ear?
If I am falling insane Let me be insane Because I have never felt so beautiful Just to know your love
6:10 AM
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September 1, 2008 - Monday
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An Unusual Thing for me to Spill Forth Publicly
I could spill myself into your eyes And find what I always desired What might never have been for us Has grown into an all-consuming fire
You dream. I dream. And it turns out the same. So why must time make us both wait? I have come to realize it must be real If I still feel it when I hesitate
Breathe in. Breathe out. I have you in my head. Whisper to me from such a distance. You are right here... though intangible still. Yet, between us there is no resistance.
If you love me still when time has allowed us To finally breathe the same air Then we will know we're not just fools Til then, I'll be waiting here.
6:01 AM
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August 29, 2008 - Friday
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Tell Mama
Category: Writing and Poetry
It's a fine time to write. Hopefully I'm afraid for nothing. But I wrote this tonight as I wait for tomorrow ----------
Tell Mama to go and dry her tears If I go away part of me will still be here I know I've made it pretty tough But I can't say I love you enough.
I'm sitting here tired from the pills Tired of feeling so in pain and ill Hope for the best but fearing the worst Does this really have to hurt?
And all my friends I hold so dear It's been beautiful being here I love you all there is no doubt Gonna rock like hell all the way out
Maybe it's just the fear in me But I think I need to say this, please. I hope I did what I came to do Tell Mama, I love all of you.
6:31 AM
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August 27, 2008 - Wednesday
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My Favorite Things
I'm not the dark girl I seem to be. I love some awfully happy things. I go crazy for clowns and carnival themes. I like cartoons. Like ladybugs. I will stop for a moment if a butterfly passes. I like jumping in rain puddles and wishing on stars. Swinging on swingsets in the dark. Catching fireflies in the palms of my hands. Kicking back with a couple of friends. Watching the sunset after a long hard day. Pointing out colors amid the grey. Playing with puppies. Singing in the shower. Tripping on sounds that nature makes. Sculpting faces in a plate of food. The dark stuff you see is what I chose to bring forth, to get over my fears and take them out of the dark.
8:09 PM
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Dancing on the Spiral
First time I packed my bags I had no clue what I was getting into. I'd never gone out on my own. I'd never been so far from home. I was terrified but knew that if I didn't go face every fear I had and try to live, I'd die right where I was. So I went. They all called me crazy, but when I got there they all knew. There was nothing better I could do. I came back just as broke, but with confidence and stories to tell. And now I'm thinking it may be time again. But I'm still moving in a new direction. I've got love in my heart. And a lot on my mind. I've got dreams that'll never die. Who ever knows where they'll end up? Just live this life and don't give up.
6:44 AM
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August 23, 2008 - Saturday
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Scammed
Are you shittin' me? I was told I'd have a SALARY as a full time sales dealer. So for three weeks I have been busting ass, getting sales leads, going to every sales meeting. Working full time earning my salary. On my way to a demo today, I called work to ask if we were getting paid today or tomorrow.
Apparently there was a quota they failed to mention. And I hadn't reached it. And would not be paid until I met it.
FUCK!?
You mean to tell me I ain't getting paid?
Mother fuckers. I have bills, rent, groceries, life. I haven't been able to go out or anything because I was working for free.
Burned. Scammed.
I'm reporting these fuckers soon as TWC is open Monday morning.
1:49 AM
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August 21, 2008 - Thursday
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What’s Holding You Back?
I hear it time and time again. "Wow, I'd love to do that, but..." Back when I was 21 my sister sat me down. She told me I had so much potential. She said I should stop making excuses and holding myself back. Not long after that I packed my bags and just left. Since then I have never been the same. So sitting here I'm thinking of things to take care of. Car payments. Loans and stuff. And too much junk to haul around. And really isn't stuff only a burden? I'm never going to read all these books again. Or watch these movies. I'm not in my room enough to care for the decorations. It's just clutter. Stuff. Junk holding me back. I think it's time for some cleansing.
3:15 PM
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Wander
If you only knew the fire burning in my soul You'd understand what makes me do what I do. It may look an awful lot like running away to you.
I'm drawn to some strange paths, my friends. Destined to wander and fan the flame. Life day to day should never be the same.
If I hesitate I lose my place. If I close my eyes I won't see what I need And standing here blindly I'll never succeed
And if you knew what love I've been given And how I could return that eightfold You'd never question what writhes in my soul
And any true friend I've ever known Will always be connected with me And soon, my friends, you will see. This thing that sets me free. This thing that makes me... me.
3:52 AM
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