since i have nothing better to do with my life, ever, i sat for the past 2 hours or so, had a wonderful conversation with this kick ass girl -- and read thru the last few months entries of my livejournal.
found this entry which i really liked, and feel still applies to life right now -- so i'm going to c&p it here.
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i want to be skinny, and wildly desired.
i want to travel all over the world, and never look back.
i want to make it out of new jersey.
i wish i could just lay in bed all day and smoke clove flavoured tobacco out of a hookah.
i would love to have my own personal chef who would cook me the most marvelous foods whenever i wanted.
i want to be able to l i v e & not feel scared. not feel intimidated. not feel like i dont measure up.
i want to be able to distinguish between love & lust at first glance.
i want someone to write a song about me.
i wish my whole life was like a checklist, and i could just be checking things off. check! check! check!
i wish my stubbornness didnt make me put up these walls, and shut myself away from everyone else.
i wish i knew the meaning of living.
i wish college wasnt so important - or i wish they didn't make it seem that way.
i wish being a hippie was still in style.
i wish i could feel as comfortable in clothes as i do naked. it should be a rule for everyone to dance naked once a day - it'd make the world a happier place.
i want my body to be a canvas - and i want my life to tell a story.
i want to write books that people will read, & poetry that people will quote.
i want to be remembered, and i want that memory to bring a smile to people's faces, not tears.
i want to tell everyone that i love them and not have that be weird.
i want to be surrounded by flowers and puppies and big white rooms that seem to go on forever, that have paintings on the walls, and mattresses on the floors - with big fluffy comforters and throw pillows. i want to scribble on the walls, and have music echoing in my ears 24/7. there will be no telephones, or TV's. only a balcony that is always looking out towards the sunset. i want big fruit bowls with lucious oranges and grapes. i want hardwood floors that i can dance barefoot on. i want a fireplace that crackles and pops. i want to have to dodge candles wherever i walk. it's a fire hazard, sure. but it'll be so perfect.
can i runaway for a few years, and then when i get back, i'll know myself...and i'll have all of ^that^?
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yes.
it is now 2:19 AM -- and i'm going to bed. nite lovies. xox.
found this entry which i really liked, and feel still applies to life right now -- so i'm going to c&p it here.
- - -
i want to be skinny, and wildly desired.
i want to travel all over the world, and never look back.
i want to make it out of new jersey.
i wish i could just lay in bed all day and smoke clove flavoured tobacco out of a hookah.
i would love to have my own personal chef who would cook me the most marvelous foods whenever i wanted.
i want to be able to l i v e & not feel scared. not feel intimidated. not feel like i dont measure up.
i want to be able to distinguish between love & lust at first glance.
i want someone to write a song about me.
i wish my whole life was like a checklist, and i could just be checking things off. check! check! check!
i wish my stubbornness didnt make me put up these walls, and shut myself away from everyone else.
i wish i knew the meaning of living.
i wish college wasnt so important - or i wish they didn't make it seem that way.
i wish being a hippie was still in style.
i wish i could feel as comfortable in clothes as i do naked. it should be a rule for everyone to dance naked once a day - it'd make the world a happier place.
i want my body to be a canvas - and i want my life to tell a story.
i want to write books that people will read, & poetry that people will quote.
i want to be remembered, and i want that memory to bring a smile to people's faces, not tears.
i want to tell everyone that i love them and not have that be weird.
i want to be surrounded by flowers and puppies and big white rooms that seem to go on forever, that have paintings on the walls, and mattresses on the floors - with big fluffy comforters and throw pillows. i want to scribble on the walls, and have music echoing in my ears 24/7. there will be no telephones, or TV's. only a balcony that is always looking out towards the sunset. i want big fruit bowls with lucious oranges and grapes. i want hardwood floors that i can dance barefoot on. i want a fireplace that crackles and pops. i want to have to dodge candles wherever i walk. it's a fire hazard, sure. but it'll be so perfect.
can i runaway for a few years, and then when i get back, i'll know myself...and i'll have all of ^that^?
- - -
yes.
it is now 2:19 AM -- and i'm going to bed. nite lovies. xox.
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grayblue:
if only life could be so simple and easy, huh?
twotoner:
Have fun in AC! I slept way too late to get down there in time. Maybe tomorrow. I also don't have enough cool tattoos to make me not look like I just wandered in off the street. 