the letter for you, pt. 1 of many

this is the only way i can see how you are, how you are doing.
your song made me cry.
i couldnt listen to the second one...
i love you too, i love you endlessly.

night

a night so nice because i had the opportunity to finally, for once, be able to watch the whole thing.
the fog breathed in for me and kept me warm.
there was music that sounded like heaven and when i fell
asleep i was there.
the cold kept me awake, and alive.
...

indulge...

when you said the word, i could picture it in my head
i thought of a cup overflowing, or big red bubble letters floating
i guess it doesn't make sense to you, or you
but it can for us two,
for one night? to indulge
you're words have become my vocabulary,
i don't know why but for some reason they just end up
sticking in my brain...

and it's coming closer.

music

music music,
all day, music.

yes...

http://www.pastemagazine.com/articles/2009/08/bon-iver-to-play-sunrise-show-at-hollywood-forever.html

fuck it bucket.

fill a bucket with lots of your favorite candy,
and if youre having a bad day, take a piece out and say...
fuck it.

:)
tired day today,
my dreams have finally been letting me sleep
thank you god.
amen.

<3

a nice day, among the wind, and the sun and the mountains.
just us four visited my old home down in mandeville canyon, and went on a nice inclined hike that left me so tired, and in a good way. it felt good to be tired for once.
i'm excited for this week,
and my music with travis,
and to get my next roll of film developed,
and my future ahead of me,
and to finish reading choke.
yay!!!

great night,

last night.
i have a feeling that tonight will be just as fun.
woot woot!
:)!!

:) yeah but,

she just tries too hard, and is a little gross.
madonna will always be the best, and the prettiest.
i dont really like not knowing what you've been doing,
or not knowing how you've been,
this is hard but i think youre right.

i'm taking things day by day
and thinking of you every second
of every minute, of every hour, of every day.
its kinda hard not too :/

i'm doing alright i think...

""

I've been doing so much time inside my mind.
My head is my cell behind the bars of my eyes.
Tomorrow has a bitter fucking taste.

...and then Mr. Donahue said:

and i quote,"If you can't be with the one you love, love the one you're with."

it hurts the most at night.

!@#$%^&*()_+

there always seems to be black paint stuck under my fingernails.
you should see some of the work i've been doing.

i went to natural cafe too...

dear god,

fuck highschool, and the saying:
"its your senior year, go crazy"
i feel stuck, like im in a tar pit.
i feel stagnant, i cant move, i cant breathe, i cant do ANYTHING.
and the same thoughts keep looping themselves
back and forth back and forth
i wish i could shut my thoughts off,
i wish i could write and paint and be liberated,
i need to go somewhere,
get out of here, be alone, just for a few days.
i need those few days to figure everything out and think without
the interruption of stupid people that i don't want to fucking hear.
please stop talking, please stop telling me what to do.
i need to follow my heart, i need to think.
i just cant move.








































i just love you to the moon and back.
amen.

...yeah,

i couldn't agree more.
breathe.

i dont know how much more,

i can take of this...

........

thinking thinking thinking,
even dreaming,
i don't want to, because im scared?
ah, i guess so.

lying, pathologically.

many times, the person doesn't even realize that they are lying. It usually starts out as something very small, and works up into being something big. The end result of this disorder is that the person loses the trust of their family and their friends. Luckily, lying disorders are treatable, but it does take a person that really does want to stop this very bad habit in order to succeed.