LOVE.LAUGH.PLAY.
Maya Angelou in her 30’s, Sylvia Plath when she was happy, Albert Einstein when he didn’t know shit, Jesus Christ when he was an awkward teen. My parents before they knew each other, The person who decided which words aint really words, who I’d be if it weren’t for you, a hot hot bowl of spicy coconut milk soup and the freshest glass of cold water my tongue will ever taste.
Make Me Sway.
Odd movies, childhood favorites, pop culture, biographies, documentaries, comedies, drama....you know, the good stuff
All my pieces
- I need to laugh everyday
- I need passion in everything
- I talk too much
- I’m co-dependent
- I love miso soup
- I love my toshi
- I’m a romantic
- I’m selfish
- I love to take care of people
- I love to be taken care of
- I want my mommy when I’m sick
- I love being around kids
- I love playing pool
- I love to write
- I wish I were more creative
- Weather changes my mood
- So does a full moon
- I want to kiss in the rain
- I want to see the whole world
- Even the ugly parts
- Ghosts scare the shit out of me
- So do psychics
- Yet I’m totally fascinated with both
- I’m comfortable in my skin
- I like changing my hair
- Alot
- I fuck up alot
- I’m not a bad person
- I’m very sensitive
- I’m courageous
- But would prefer it if I didn’t need to be
- I love stupid nick names
- Very few people get me
- The ones who do know me better than I do
- I’m afraid of being old
- I really don’t like old people
- Except for my grandpa
- He’s the shit
- I’m not politically correct
- I still love to blow bubbles
- I get the butterflies when my boyfriend kisses me
- I believe he’s my soul mate
- Seriously
- I want to be closer to my family
- I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up
- I don’t like chocolate
- I feel alive again
And you are the moving epitome of all this. Of you, by you, for you. God, is this all it is, the ricocheting down the corridor of laughter and tears? Of self-worship and self-loathing? Of glory and disgust? Here I am, a bundle of past recollections and future dreams.I am but one more drop in the great sea of matter, defined, with the ability to realize my existance.From: "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath.
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