The Whisper of Fall...

        I fell asleep to warm summer breeze going through my curtains wrapping around my legs.. my arms...flowing through each strand of damp hair.It was caressing my skin like a lovers touch. Whispering like to me like a best friend. Flowing through my ears like a Lykke Li song. Tickling me like three certain friends I know.. I fell asleep to the words of Meg and Dia.. I mindlessly drifted off to their words.. I feel like I'm shadowed by hazy stars above me.....

       In that nights dreams I saw myself lying down in a blissful meadow surrounded by light... I saw no clouds drifting east to west... I could hear the chirping birds gossiping about the latest hatching.. The grass behind my back was almost like a blanket that's been warmed up by a the closest of friends...I expected my hair to be a like birds nest but I found it to be like gushing waterfall. The grass was poking at my bare feet and that only made all of this more enticing.

        This next encounter with nature was a bit more serene and wet..The blanket beneath me fell through my fingers in each attempt to wrap it around my legs and arms...There was only one thing stopping the sun from penetrating every inch of skin that was exposed from my blank tank top and my jean shorts... The dark gray clouds...They felt like a beautiful blessing that the heavens placed over my head totally unaware how beautifully dark they were or how grateful I was for their protection. The water licking the tips of my hair..The scent of salt lingering in the air and burning my eyes when I was completely emerged. My feet's floor being dragged along on my path by each moist step I took.The water splashing against my legs as I dared to step closer to the waters edge...I lived for these strange meetings with the water. Whenever I was near or directly in it I felt at home...No place could ever compare....


         Everyone likes laying down in the midst of a pile of leaves that have lifelessly descended slowly from the large oak tree in the sea of all the pines and redwoods...Protected from the rain by the intertwined branches in the sky. The dirt surrounding me damp to the core. The scent of pine and cedar being thrusted into my nose with each breath I took... I felt like one with my surroundings. It turned out I had more than one home...


          I braced myself with each step I took with the gushing wind slamming my face. I trotted down the filled white cherry slushied streets. I could feel little specks of glitter or white magic descending from the greedy clouds that claimed the sun for themselves.There was a white blanket covering every inch of the floor and sky. It was so cold that it was all I could smell. Bitter bitter cold air. The specks of shredded ice made a river flow down my cheek and arms...I was thankful for this. It woke me up when nothing could and made me see how beautiful life really is...


      I woke up..I focused my eyes to look outside my window.. But I didn't have to look out my window to know what mood the sky was in today. I felt the blanket of warmth greedily taken from me for someone else use. I was left naked from the warm air it gave me last night. I wanted to feel betrayed..But this new day had its own unique beauty that I did not take for granted. I climbed down to close the window.Trying to stop the tiny forming along my arms.. my legs.. my body..Trying to thaw my bones..Trying to return the heat to my body. When I went to sleep I left my summer..A little part of me was devastated...Another piece was ecstatic. I was craving my fall... Every pore in my body was desperately craving this new day and the ones to come..... I loved my summer...my winter..but I missed my fall...When I was fully changed I welcomed the cool air blowing through each strand of hair with open arms for I had missed my home...It caressed my cheeks skin like a lover...like a best friend...


Song of the Blog: "The ballad of love and hate" by Dia Frampton
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Best friend! Come out come out wherever you are...

  I wanna tell the story of my best friend. To have a little bit of privacy lets call him Willie.Yeah..Willie. We got to be best friends towards the ending of our 7th grade year. Before we were ever best friends I did have a tiny crush on him.. Just a little one...:) Anyways I told him everything and for a long time he was the only person I could trust. I knew he was my best friend when he did the nicest thing anyones ever done.At the time I was going out with his best friend and his friend told him to break up with me for him... Willie said no. Even though he was best friends with him and I mean like brothers and he still refused to do the deed for him. When Willie told me he couldn't do it I just knew I found my best friend..As our 8th grade year started I spent most of my time with him whether I was just sitting and watching him dance or asking him for his genius advice. Every problem I had just seemed so simple to him his advice was straight forward. Everything just seemed so simple to him while it seemed so complex to me. He trusted me with his secret too. To this day I've never told another living soul and I never plan to.


     As our year together slowly came to an end I stopped listening to some of his advice but only because sometimes I thought I was right..Which was RARELY the case. He didn't like that. He would get angry when I wouldn't listen. Which now looking back I understand. I started to find Willie being distant with me.. I missed watching him play the base in the music room...Seeing how happy it made him made me feel complete.Because he felt complete. I loved the way he could put a smile on anyone's and I mean anyones face no matter how bad of a day they were having.That laugh of his..oh god that laugh. It could make me burst out in laughter even if the joke didn't. Those days I spent in the game room with Willie and his friends were. I swear I've never laughed more than I did when I was with them. Every move was a joke. Every word  was a laugh waiting to happen. But towards the year there was this guy I was dating..Oh God I rather not talk about him! Willie told me to dump him. But what did i do? hmm ummm I I umm I couldn't do it...

    After refusing to listen our friendship kinda just fell...I missed him soo much. Even though he insists that I never though of him or missed him..But how could I not.. He was my best friend.Someone who I loved as a big brother. Someone who I still love. I will never forget all the great memories that we had. They will forever be in my heart. I Love You Willie as a best friend of course. I hope one day you'll forgive me and be MY best friend again...


Song of the Blog: "My Ugly Mouth" by Meg and Dia
Skinny Rule1: Walking to and from class is not a valid workout meaning it does not deserve a valid "reward" such as junk food. Nice Try!

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A little about me.. just a little..

Hopelessly confused in life...But thats how life works...Right?... Lover of oh so many things.. Most important my art...Life...observing people.. And no not a stalker trust me. Human interaction is just so fascinating to me..I know people say age doesnt matter.. so i dont know why im mentioning this but im 14.. i know perfect age..boys..school....and no time to write, which another passion of mine...I think thats it.. well i know its not it..im much more complex than that some might say insane.. But i think this sums me up..well ok this isnt everything but all the time i have left.  ... hope this lures you in kinda like your crushes smile or even a red velvet cupcake...this is me.. but there so much more... wait and see..  Please:)