March 2010
10 posts
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME
I’ve been on this Earth for nineteen years, and I still haven’t figured it out.
Chemicals
Speed up these feelings.
I can’t help what I’m saying,
I’m going back and forth between words.
Tripping and trembling on the punctuations.
But I mean every single part of it.
You can't read my mind
But I want you to.
Every second of every minute of every hour of every day of every month with you, so far, has been fantastic.
We'll show them; they'll see
People are blind. People are blind. People are blind. People are blind. People are blind. People are blind. People are blind. People are blind. People are blind. People are blind. People are blind. People are blind. People are blind. People are blind. People are blind. People are blind.
STOP LIVING YOUR LIFE BY THE BOOK.
Hello, good morning, how are you?
Those teeth are made of poison, be careful.
My eyes are made of ice today, and they melt every time I see you.
Rubbings
In kindergarten, I would make a leaf rubbing everyday at lunch. I was so obsessed with rubbings. I’d take a different colored crayon and a sheet of drawing paper with me outside everyday, and just make leaf rubbings. I must have had dozens of them stacked away in my cubby. One day, after about a month or two of making leaf rubbings, I decided to bring them home and keep them in a secret...
“When life gives you lemons, squeeze them in your wounds.”
– GaBriella Ramirez 