one day we'll fly away

sitting in a mellow musiced design class and missing you. last night was so long while i slept on her floor and this morning came way too soon. please let this vitamin water be enough to help me make it to Friday. <3

breathing art to life

Black Sheep Poem

She is a peace sign tatooed on her wrist and screeching laugh stuck in her throat
she is knee high boots, hand sewn denim, and forgotten cigarettes
she is a fallen homecoming queen sufficating in a quiet suburbia
toe nails chipping red and a cuss word stamped to nude lips
hemp weaving vegan who spends reckless weekends kissing dirty bussiness men and saving the planet
sipping whiskey dressed in diamonds and tying forest green scarves in chestnut hair
she used to smile at strangers and light up a room
dazzle ying yang hearts and cheer at pep ralleys
scowl at horoscopes and revel in rap songs
she was loved and admired and her grey eyes were empty
now they're filled with poetry and harmonicas and slow dances in quiet graveyards
Joni Mitchell and Maya Angelou
now they're filled with the kind of truth that you only find in the strum of a guitar
with ethnic food and quiet meditation and candle lit alleys
now she paints her fate on tarot cards and stores her heart in a crystal ball
outcast from the life she knew because
all that honesty is witchcraft to the world
and the spells she is casting are starting a revolution

elton john photoshop