I’ve always been one who opened myself to faith; to believing even when there wasn’t complete proof. I believed in Santa Claus until 6th grade. When I swam in pools, I imagined I turned into a mermaid. And, I have maintained a strong Catholic faith. Sure, this may make me seem ignorant. Santa Claus is a commercial creation, I was always a slow swimmer, and Catholicism can seem crazy...
Creepers and the Creeping Feeling of Submission
When a creeper on the street gives a woman that look, that predatory gaze that seems to rip through the clothes and straight to the vulnerable, bare flesh, women just look forward and march on. We are trained to do this from a young age. We aren’t told to fight back or even respond, for that is a sign of encouragement; pulling the gates away from the hungry lion’s den. But what...
"No one wants to steal books. They'd rather steal...
Those words from my creative writing teacher have stuck with me. It’s the reason why the Barnes and Nobles needs to put detectors on the outside of their DVD section. People would rather go through a movie, not thinking, than open the gates of their imagination. People want to kill their imaginations. Sometimes, that’s easy to understand. If you allow it, the mind can plummet into the...
*Blows dust off tumblr*
Clearly, tonight I'm creeping on the josh...
But how can I not? He is simply beautiful
meetacrosstheocean: Every girl’s reaction to seeing his face
I've found a lover in Pablo Neruda
His poems speak to my soul the way no other person has. And by soul, I mean my romantic side. The rawness I keep tucked away, that my friends don’t even believe exists.
I can taste it
It creeps on you, making only small bounds at a time. Today I felt it, that realization that my high school career is almost over. Most of the time, I am unphased by this. I already know where I’m going and can’t wait to attend. But at the same time, there are people I’m going to miss and experiences I have that can’t happen in college. I know there are things I take for...
Pablo Neruda uses as much sexual inuendo in his...
Whitney Houston Memorial
I wish the priests in Catholic churches were as eloquent as that preacher. I like how he spoke about the deliberateness of our lives. That’s how you do a funeral. You show the reason for life and death and how to carry on. But you do it so it touches the soul.
After I Will Always Love You, my favorite Whitney...
All of the men in my life have been wearing their...
I love tall men
Expectations vs Reality
hey-weird-kid: Expectations: What the happy-go-lucky girl protagonist looks like: The guy that likes her: Reality: The kind of guys that like me:
I've realized that cereal is a staple late night...
I love Jesus Christ Superstar
And wouldn’t mind seeing the remake with my religion teacher/homeroom teacher
My story character has just taken the opportunity...
I want to be that girl that other guys give my guy...
It's one of those days I feel like no one wants to...
Little Known Fact: I like getting Rick Roll'd. I...