WHATEVER.

I CAN'T BE BOTHERED...

I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THAT!!

ARE YOU SERIOUS?

I MEAN REALLY

CHILD PLEASE
WHATTA FREAKIN MORON!!
OH MY GOOODNESS

Boys

I love a man with a huge heart. One who is not afraid to show his sensitive side. I love a man who helps lil old ladies and gushes over babies, puppies, and kittens. It's not even a bad idea to show me that your tear ducts work. DO act like a man, however. Have strength. Know how to make a decision, communicate your feelings. Tell me what you want, think, feel, need, or don't. Keep it real. Be a man. Act respons - ibly. Protect. Lead. And listen. Be hard and soft. LOL. Am I asking for too much? Can a man even be all those things? Are we raising little boys to be men? Does a human being encompass all that? Are my desired requests why I'm single?! Am I looking for female traits?! HA. Help your mother.

I miss the music video.

BE

A

LADY

I FOUND LOVE ON A TWO WAY STREET AND LOST IT ON A LONELY HIGHWAY

affixed to love and true

there is none and I could really use some. missing the attention I'm affixed to. nowhere to go. no one to turn to. wishing there was a mister considered the better half, one who I'm into. option less with all this fineness. love life a freaking mess. trying to prove to yours truly its not needed; it'll come eventually. and now. options and time slowly slip away. I don't know what to do. longing for that soft spot and familiar smell, the places my dreams came true. I wonder when love will find me again.

E2010

white bunnies

brown bunnies

and black ones too

white dresses

red hats

and fanning sisters in the pew

soulful songs

long sermons

and the Easter play

dinner at church

which was really lunch

cause big mama

always cooked anyway

painting pretty

oval eggs

the hunt

basket in hand

today these Sundays

are different

#notetoself

Be Thankful

for the memories

in your head

I AM EATING A GRILLED CHEESE (white). MY TEETH ARE WEAK AFTER YEARS OF GRINDING. WATER.

I'm over the salacious "news" that comes out bi-weekly these days. Right now it's the missing actor (RIP) and Tiger. Barf. I enjoy a decent amount of celebrity gossip and a little in real life too, but I hate how they go on and on, about one story. It's reported in repetitive detail as if it's really important to your life. Back in the day, real world news, was on the news. Unless someone had died. You read the rags for dirt. They didn't hound your extended family and old co-workers. Or spend insane amounts of money on travel expenses and interviews w/lying, anonymous sources, on a very recently obsure person.

I think I liked the olden days better.