"When we can no longer dream, we die" -Emma Goldman

Saturday, October 31, 2009


The last I remember, saying one thing and doing another
is generally frowned upon.
I do not understand why people do it if
it is so obviously unacceptable.
The obviousness of such lies
do not escape me.
Especially when the evidence is mere feet
from me.
I do not believe that such lies
are to be borne in a civilized societal setting.
And yet the liars in question
And persist!
And persist still!
I am terribly upset and find this whole subject very vexing.


Why do I hold all of my emotions in my stomach?
Pain, Sadness, Excitement, Fear, Anxiety.
It all goes into my stomach, and thats how I know something is up.
Its very strange, but I just don't know why.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

a fiery ghost

she loves
she laughs
she sings
she dances
she acts
she cries
she is a fiery ghost
she is the light
she is the laughter
she is the shoulder to cry on
she is the one to go to with troubles
she is the sweetest most harmless person alive.
and i love her.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

If Caroline had her way...

D: ...and I can't understand why she refuses to accept me!
B: Goodness! What are you getting at? I just sit here all day and listen to you rant about HER! I'm right here! What is so wrong with me??
D: I beg your pardon?
B: Oh don't act like this is a surprise! You've known how I feel about you for sometime now and all you do is ignore it. What do you think this is? I can tell you it isn't a card game! These are my emotions you are toying with and I don't appreciate that you go about doing nothing but talk of that Bennet girl! I love you Mr. Darcy and I have always loved you. I know you better than I think you know yourself. Then that girl waltzes into your life knowing nothing about you and absolutely abhorring you. Yet, to my complete astonishment, you persisted. You mocked me when I asked when I was to wish you joy and you just offered her your hand. I don't know why you feel the need to hurt me like this. All I ever wanted to do was to be loved by you, not cast off like slop. At least appreciate me the way I appreciate you. I adore you and I am willing to do anything for you. Please, please...I'm begging you...
D: Yes...well...quite so...I must leave. Goodbye
B: ...I expected as much.

Friday, October 23, 2009


Her face is beautiful
Her dress is beautiful
Her air is beautiful
and so horrible at the same time.
everything is justified
and ridiculed
and terribly objected-to
and horrible.
her love is sad
and pure
and true
and ridiculed
and terribly objected-to
but not horrible. no, this is true.
this is real.
for once everything about something is real and true and pure.
no spite, no hate. just love. for once. and, unfortunately, only once.
and she is judged.
and she judges. with no one telling her otherwise.
she has learned well, but not wise.
she has learned the ways of spite, not of truth and kindness.
she has been taught to hate and to ridicule and to win. never to lose and accept it.
pride has been her way, and that has been her downfall.

Monday, October 19, 2009


So I'm not sure if a few lower schoolers got the memo: Twin Day doesn't mean, "let's wear the weirdest, most outrageous outfit so EVERYONE knows we're twins." Seriously? If you wear a cute outfit with one other person or a number of other people, the school will know you planned it. No need to dress like you are prepared for a clown-hoedown or a rave!

Get excited for Fav Animal Day tomorrow. It'll be just like going to the ZOO! =D

peanut butter xoxo

Thursday, October 15, 2009

She is strong

She is a warrior
She is fluid
She speaks only of truth
She is a thing of strength, beauty, terror, talent and love
Her eyes shine with intelligence and her tongue is sharp with wit.
Her song makes songbirds insecure.
She has abundant talent and a mind of genius.
She is fiercely loyal and terrifyingly independent.
Her body moves like silk in the wind
She is my best friend and I love her.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

The Lady in White Robes

she screams in vain
searching for something, anything
the ground is cold beneath her feet
she digs and searches the earth for her lost item.
the mist engulfs her dreams
her cries for help cannot be heard
her prayers go unanswered
as the blindfold tightens
she cannot see
she is alone

Saturday, October 10, 2009


thats a slippery slope between okay and great.
I just made it.
But what if that's not good enough? What's wrong with wanting perfection or, dare I say it, equality?
If there was equality, then there would be no need for adequate.
That would just be a fleeting thought. Merely a transitional period between okay and great.
Then that smile would be mine, because we were equal and I wasn't just adequate.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

She is above us all.
transcending the normal, the accepted, the usual.
She is better, brighter, smarter.
She knows all, yet harbors secrets none of us can dream about.
She must struggle against it all just to survive, all while facing her demons every day.
She has daily battles that no one has ever faced.
She is strong, brave, and alive.