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April 2010

Everything falls into place

So often i plan things to the tea. I always tell my self to live by the moment, but most often times just always seem to plan whats to come. But these past few days have been nothing but AMAZING! Nothing was planned, nothing was thought out, and no rules. It was great, and i feel alot more happier. I love my friends and family more then ever. And i got a pretty great prom date. =]

FOR NOW AND FOREVER

carpe deim<333

Apr 22, 2010
And ill keep your side warm.

I miss you.

Its as simple as that.

the three words, that remind me your not home.

Its what i feel everyday your not around,

as the distance grows, the suns that rise, and the moons that hide,

Your in a differnt city every day,

while your side of the bed gets cold,

Hurry home, ill keep it warm.

<333

Apr 17, 2010
“Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now” —Hayley Williams ft, on B.o.B.’s Airplanes
Apr 13, 2010
Footsteps Forwards and Backwards

This is what i have so far for my dark kids story…its rough and not final..somewhat of a rough rough VERY rough draft!

  • This is a story of two brothers, whom were born to a very strange world. In this world evrything was never what it seemed, and what someone said it never what they say. Where the flowers could look red at first, and if you look again they are really purple, or green. This place was full of strange and sometimes odd charchters. For Micheal and Goose Madina this strange world was home, but they really always thought what else was here outside of there home. The Madina boys had a natrual gene for advenrure, you see there father was in a nevr ending search for adventure. They were once told by there mother that if they were never born there father would tryed and discovered cities underwater. But the boys only heard stories about there father, beacuse he passed away just a few week just as the eldest brother Micheal was born. He died in a air ballon ride to get their mothers favorite flowers. Micheal and Goose are just like him tho to there hazel brown eyes, to the addiction, in there case undying love for adventure. Its out there just waitng for the Madina boys.
  • Micheal Madina was the eldest brother, but was always the wisest one too. Not just beacuse Goose was a two year old and could only say a few words, and make funny nosies. But beacuse unlike Goose Micheal thought things trough before he did them. Once the boys went to the park, and Micheal and goose wanted to try and swing on the swings. Goose automatcly just ran over to what seemed to be swings and attmpted to left himself. As Goose was trying to left his pubby toddler self, Micheal took a deepr look into what smeed like swings. As he focused and study the swings he relized they were no swings at all, but branchs that rezmeled a swing set. Goose came home with a broken hand that day, for the branch gave out once he finally got on. Micheal Madina is very skinny, not the i dont eat my vegtables skinny, but the i can never sit still and i burn up all my food skinny. He had long straight hair that framed his face, but stood up on its ends if what not combed.
Apr 12, 2010
Miss me???

As you should!

So i havent writing much of anything lately.

I have been pullling all nighters to get work done, that should have been done about 6 months ago. But being the lazy bum and being infected with Procrastination!! i put it off till while…NOW!

Also ive been going to alot of shows, from acoustic, hardcore, pop punk, and power pop. I got to meet alot of great people over the past few days. i love musicans, not in a groupie way, but i wish i could be in a band..but suck at everything. i do have a huge and undying love for music..so i share the passion musicans have..without being a musican.

I miss writing…and mu current obession is dark childern stories..you know like corpse brides, caroline, the series of unfortunate events. Im writing charchters around my nepthews..so im back…who ever you are.

…wounder if someone atually reads this..hmm…maybe im writing to myself, like some talk to them selfs…is that the case here…im i just writing into nuthning ness.

..poundering thoughts

Cristal.

Apr 10, 2010
Dear Mom,

stop force feeding us yogurt.

we love you..hate yougurt.

find better tourture habits.

Love,

Your offsprings

p.s

YUCCK!

Apr 9, 2010
Apr 9, 2010
#me #personal
“I will take your words of wisdom dear, your modern man will never reapper. Oh no. Protect my heart. Close your eyes.
Love only knows that a fire is a fire, and burns when letting go.
steady as we go.
And i never stand, cuz you blind me with your beauty and never dare to have a doubt
I rather be blind then relize, while the fire was out”
—Brighten
Apr 5, 2010
Apr 3, 2010
#me #personal
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