Loss

      Loss is a horrible thing, and with it comes pain and suffering.  On February 18, 2012 I lost my uncle.  It was awful to stare into his open casket and to think I would never be able to talk to him again.  There was so much pain, and remorse in the room.  It was unbearable, but the only up side to the loss was that everyone was there.  It's the first time I've seen my entire family all at the same time.  I know it sounds sad, but it was nice to see my family.  I had always been the one off in the corner because there was never anybody in my age group, but at the funeral it didn't matter.  I truly felt all the love of every family member radiating around the room.
     Coming back from loss is harder though.  I thought I would just want to fall in a hole and never come back out, but my friends were there for me.  There were so many hugs and "are you ok's" that I felt like the most important person in the world.  The thing that made it even better was that I didn't have to say anything.  They could tell right away that something was off.
     It's definately hard moving on from such a big death, but I think I'll manage.

Words

Words can be inspiring, but they can destroy.  Words create what we are; our very essence.  They may hurt us over and over, but from the right person they can heal us.  It doesn't take a lot of words just a few to show you care.  They make us feel loved and at home.  I want to heal, create, inspire with my words.  I try to think wisely before I say anything, but sometimes my heart gets a little mad and my words show it.  I've hurt a few people with my words, but I had the sense to apologize.  I try to send love with every message because I want my loved ones to stick around.  "Love, it will not dismay, enrage, or enslave you.  It will set you free." -Shakespeare
This was inspired by my amazing friend Dylan and his passionate writing <3 love you :3

Inside

Dreams are our inner thoughts; the things our mind doesn't want us to see.  It hides them away deep inside and then springs them on us when we're most vulnerable.  Our dreams are always important, but why is it that we can never remember them?  They seem so vivid, fluid, clear, but when we wake up they're gone.  How is it that we can forget something so important?

Friends :3

My friends are my life, and like any other teenager we spend every living second together or texting.  I love them so much and I hope our friendships last.  Through all the drama we've survived I'm sure we can manage it, but you never know.  They come before my family sometimes in my mind.  We are connected through a tremendous bond.


















I'm not always the most gorgeous, graceful, or intelligent person in the world, but they love me no matter how grumpy I am.  No matter how many weird look we get when we run down the aisles of Wal-Mart we'll always keep running, smiling, and laughing. We're fearless because we have each other.  We take life "by the horns" and take as many risks as when can handle because we know if something back fires somebody will be there to listen.  They won't sugarcoat things.  They'll simply tell you that you did wrong, and then help you through the recovery.

 We're crazy, insane teenagers.  We get mediocre grades, play intense truth or dare, and pull ridiculous all-nighters.  I love my friends so much.  I hope we can last forever, and no matter how cliche it sounds it's true.  I love them <33333                                               

Just checking

Music Is My Crutch

Every day with you is a constant task, but I won't let it get me down.

Long Time No See

So many things have passed, but tomorrow's a new day.  The adventure will always continue.