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Melody: Constant Thirst for Knowledge.

About Me


Entrance to my Subconscious.
Accept me into your life.
Words. The right words can make or break a situation. The right words can make a person love you or hate you. The right words can make all the difference. I see the world in letters. Letters forming words. Words forming sentences. Forming paragraphs. The paragraphs that form the chapters of my life. I'm a simple person with simple goals. I want to be happy. I want to be loved. I want to be respected. It's impossible to cross a burned down bridge, but rebuilding it can make it stronger than before. I move around the world. I have my reasons. They change like the season. Or, sometimes, with the seasons. Love is always on my mind, but I've learned to not allow the concept of it affect the decisions I make and the paths I choose. My books have become my friends. My lovers. My enemies. My confidants. I find comfort and solace in their crisp pages and worn bindings. Colour makes my world interesting. I enjoy being surrounded by it. It's vibrance envelopes me in warmth and safety. Family will always come first. Always. There are no exceptions to this rule. I'm afraid of dying and not knowing everything. I'm more afraid of living with nothing else to learn. I have the need to escape on a regular basis. Sometimes, late at night, I'll leave my phone at home. I'll get in my car. And I will drive. For hours. To the middle of nowhere. Because, to be somewhere, anywhere, and know that no one in the world knows where you are? That is pure bliss. Sometimes, the only thing that can get me high is a paint brush and some inspiration. Contradictions rule my life.
These are some of the amazing texts in my inbox right now.
"happy flag day love mom"
"So. Kansas. Haha. Kansas sketchy gas stations. Sketchy gas stations with moths that attack you at 3am after driving straight from Illinois. Greyhound buses that drive through Kansas all the fucking time and cause what we know as 'bus hook ups'. Kansas ufo's. And the only perk, cheap cigarettes and secluded places."
"And ur magical."
"Nah, not too creepy. Awesome, yes....but creeper status is zero for sure."
"I love you honey cakes! I put dove mousse in my hair but the dove smell made me think of you and made me miss you more lol"
"I feel really good, thnx dee"
"Awkward and charming are the same thing."
"You are a really sweet woman with alot to offer, Melody. Don't forget that. And don't let something like that get overshadowed by refusing to let go."
"I had a dream we kept texting about pancakes...."
"just had a black cat cross my path....rad" (He got arrested that night. Ahaha.)
"Quantum genitalia"
"Pillablevingh-"
"I don't think you could handle tasting it then. You would pass out with pleasure."
"Truth be told, I'm entranced by you."
"dude. i woke up like 'man wtf is wrong with me' - oh, i'm still ripped as shit. that's why. lol"
"Dude. Dude. Dude. I cut my hair. Dude. Dude. Seriously. Dude."
"I saw this girl come into Walgreens today and I swear I thought it was you!! My heart started beating so fast but it wasn't you and I got a little sad"
"23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23 23"
"my arms don't reach to vegas =/"
"You are awesome, Melody."
"Me, naked. Covered in baby oil. And doing push ups."
"Oh my, you are quite the frisky english nerd."
"Goodnight, my love. Loveyousomuchthatitstoobigtotext"
"I'm trying my best to telepathically manifest some curry for you."
"GAYEST voicemail EVER. Hands down. Congratulations."
"You are beautiful, that's all there is to it."
"Don't rush to judgement just because i'm naked and were making out"
"remember snarfs. that was so weird"
"It's 11:11, and I wished for you..."
"PHISH IS BACK!!!!"
"That's why you are amazing melody. You always make me feel special."
"Well, i think YOU are awesome. That should count for something."
"I think I just hit a chicken with my car. Stupid mexicans."
"What's the difference between coke and coke?"
"boobs."
"Knowledge is the ultimate power, truth is objective, beauty is everywhere, ignorance met with an iron fist."
"Ding!"
"Sounds awesome. An older man offered me money and sexual pleasure this weekend. Thats kind of the same thing..."

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Cosmic Profile

Sun Sign:  Gemini(Your general personality traits)The Twins go everywhere together, hand-in-hand, symbolizing your dual nature. Our world comes in pairs: good and evil, male and female, in and out, ...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Jul 2009 03:43:00 GMT

February 19th, 2008.

This is a journal entry from my life in Colorado.I slam the door shut to my apartment. Living alone was once a fear of mine, but I've realised that it's the best thing for me. I don't have to worry ...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Jul 2009 14:08:00 GMT

Desperately seeking:

You.
Posted by on Sun, 07 Jun 2009 14:33:00 GMT

The wind.

I can feel the wind start to blow.My body knows it's time.It's time for me to leave again.To pack up everything I own.Boxes and bubble wrap.Suitcases and pillows.It's fime for me to leave again.The co...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Jan 2009 16:58:00 GMT

Overwhelming understatements.

To say that I loved you would be an understatement.It would be an insult to love.It would heckle love, spitting it's sharp words at Love like a childhood bully.To say I loved you would be an understat...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Jan 2009 10:41:00 GMT

Reality.

I've come to realise that reality is a joke.It's like watching a documentary.You know it's real.But, it's entertaining, too.Life, death, drama, confusion, love, loss, friendship, pain.Recently, it's c...
Posted by on Wed, 14 Jan 2009 17:56:00 GMT

5600.

Once upon a time.I went swimming in Boulder.And looked up to see snowy mountains.It was a pivotal moment in my life.A beautiful contradiction.Much like myself.And then, the other day.Along comes anoth...
Posted by on Tue, 16 Dec 2008 21:15:00 GMT

An afternoon cry.

I can feel my anxiety taking over again.The tension in my mind.The walls are caving in.The tears start to spill.Here comes the attack.I brace myself on my bed.Clutching my blankets.Shaking.Gasping for...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Nov 2008 23:33:00 GMT

Watercolour words.

I speak of my life being made of words.I live words.Breathe them.But, numbers rule my life, too.23 years of age.9 times my heart has been broken.31 places I've lived.7 people that I trust.95 paintbrus...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Nov 2008 02:49:00 GMT

Dear Rain,........ Sincerely, Melody.

Typewriters and floating words.I compulsively apply my chapstick.Reading the words, over and over.The clutter on my desk is like little islands in a sea of black.It rained today.How poetic.In the dese...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Nov 2008 02:32:00 GMT