Sunday, January 24, 2010

We all have a story.



Watching the frozen whispers of her past and only feeling the warmth of her breath.

Monday, January 11, 2010

It's Okay



"Maybe when I die
I get to be a car
driving in the night
Lighting up the dark
Something in your voice,
sparks a little hope
I'll wait up for that noise
your voice become my home"

It's Okay~ Land of Talk

this song sounds like a replayed haunted memory. we all have our ghosts.


Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Heart on My Sleeve




My mother, ex-husband, roommates and everyone I have been close to, have told me that i wear my heart pinned to my sleeve. I have yet to figure out what this glorious phrase means. I picture the action of loving or using your heart as a secret weapon. I see in the movies where either the villain or hero will have this bad ass move where hidden weapons would fly out of his sleeves just when they need them. I think its amazing. That's what my heart does.



Where do you wear yours?