Just Another Monday

"I've been crying for days now

And as I start to run, I stop to breathe

And I was nearly scared to death

Why you left in paragraphs

The words were nearly over us

You stop and turn and grab your bags

And I'll be here by the ocean

Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams

All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes

And every waves drags me to sea

I could stand here for hours

Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"

With a tear in His voice, He said, "Son, that's the question."

Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?"

Home Sick

"Cause nothing feels like home, you're a thousand miles away

And the hardest part of living

Is just taking breaths to stay"

Struck Me Like Lightening

Gloves, pullovers, and clovers are all words that mean absolutely nothing to us. They all include the most important four letters that only when they are put together, without anything else, enclose the power to make and break you. Love. What is love? What is this crazy feeling that overwhelms us, makes our stomachs flip, and can cause the biggest heartache.

We love to sing it off our rooftops, proclaim it to the world that we’ve accomplished the impossible. At times life likes to knock you down, tell you you’re wrong, and laugh in your face. The struggle is having the strength to get up and keep searching for that one chance, moment, or second when you find love. I can’t understand how living in a city such as Los Angeles we can find it. It seems like it is simply impossible. There are no stars to gaze and wish upon for love to arrive.

There always seems to be an absence of romance. In this city full of people who battle to be the prettiest, how do you catch someone’s eye without speaking? We already live in a world full of lust so how do we clear through the haziness and find the clear direction to love?

A Free Day to Read

"No other activity was like it. To project one's soul into some gracious form, and let it tarry there for a moment; to hear one's own intellectual views echoed back to one with all the added music of passion and youth; to convey one's temperament into another, as though it were a subtle fluid or a strange perfume: there was real joy in that- perhaps the most satisfying joy left to us in an age so limited and vulgar as our own, an age grossly carnal in its pleasures, and grossly common in its aims."

New Favorite

I just watched the movie Definitely, Maybe. It is now one of my top favorite movies!

"I forgot to tell you the happy ending."

"What is it?"

"You."

True Beauty

Almost Eclipse time!!! I'm counting down the days. With each day that comes closer my heart beats faster.

Marry me Robert Pattinson?? :)

Salvador Dali

Here are two of my favorite and most influential people. I stumbled upon this picture of Salvador Dali with Chanel today. I had no idea they were friends but have always admired Salvador Dali's art more than any other artist's.

He is my overall favorite painter because his artwork isn't just measured by his brush strokes, but by the way he conveys his perception of the world in his art. Every time I go to a museum I can't help but search through fliers with the hope of finding one of his artworks. I have traveled through 4 countries and have not found the pleasure of coming across one.

If I ever find myself in Florida, it is the first place you can find me, the Salvador Dali Museum. :)

...Yes We Belong Together

This song and clip from the movie can only remind me dancing around my house at 6 years old singing my heart out to my Ritchie Valens cassette. :)

Contemplate

"But beauty, real beauty, ends where an intellectual expression begins. Intellect is in itself a mode of exaggeration, and destroys the harmony of the face. The moment one sits down to think, one becomes all nose, or all forehead, or something horrid."

Olivia Palermo

Oh Happy Friday!!!

"I've got this feeling in my blood

That I want more this ain't enough

A girlfriend, a movie, a slow dance, and straight teeth

Some candle lit forced sentiment

I'm bored to tears you're amorous

So please pass the regret

It tastes good on thick skin

Fast approaching death you

Aren't helping it

Your smiles been losing it's charm

You still think you've got it

Is this the best idea that you've ever had?"

Dear and The Headlights

What Completes Me...

Music is my one true love. A relationship that can not be damaged or destroyed. To me music influences everything you do and creates you into the person you are. It is your own personal identity. It's more meaningful than the imprint on your thumb. I feel that music is something that flows through your mind and soul and we each have a separate mixture of songs that electrify our being.



Why else would we ask other people what type of music we listen to? Music creates a connection with other people because of the same feelings we share. We all seem to associate and group ourselves with people who share the same interest in music. Not only that but in order to identify people with the same music taste; They have to dress the part. Hardcore with skinny jeans, rap music with baggy clothes, and country with cowboy boots.



Music makes us unique in every single way. This must be the reason that I find the radio as a thief. It likes to steal the beats and rhythm of my personality for everyone to listen. It ruins the song being special to me when I know that way more than a small amount are listening to the same song. Of course there are some artists that will never be over played to me.



A day without music for me is like a day without breathing. Music has always been in my life since a young age from playing piano, flute, and a small amount of guitar (learning). By laying in bed listening to a song I easily get the urge to play it, follow the rhythm, and picture the notes in my head. My mind and heart have an everlasting connection with music.

I can't get a tune out of my head.

I can't stop loving it.

Here Comes a Feeling You Thought You'd Forgotten

Sleepyhead

I just want to sleep,

and dream of the possibilities.

The Way You Look Tonight

This movie makes me cry every single time!! Definitely one of my favorites :)

Then- Brad Paisley

I remember, trying not to stare the night that I first met you
You had me mezmorized
And three weeks later, in the front porch light
taking forty-five minutes to kiss goodnight
I hadn't told you yet
but I thought I loved you then

And now you're my whole life
now you're my whole world
I just can't believe the way I feel about you, girl
Like a river meets the sea,
stronger than it's ever been.
We've come so far since that day
And I thought I loved you then

And i remember, taking you back to right where I first met you,
You were so surprised
There were people around, but I didn't care
Got down on one knee right there once again,
I thought I loved you then

And now you're my whole life
now you're my whole world
I just can't believe the way I feel about you, girl
Like a river meets the sea,
stronger than it's ever been.
We've come so far since that day
And I thought I loved you then

I could just see you, with a baby on the way
And I could just see you, when your hair is turning gray
What I can't see is how I'm ever gonna love you more
But I've said that before

And now you're my whole life
now you're my whole world
I just can't believe the way I feel about you, girl
We'll look back someday, at this moment that we're in
And I'll look at you and say
And I thought I loved you then
And I thought I loved you then

Beautiful California Day!

The sun is out with a small cool breeze. I couldn't have asked for a more beautiful day. I went for a run in Santa Monica and the weather couldn't have been better but my right shin definitely could have.....shin splits. I couldn't hate anything more.

So, after my run I went and searched through a thrift store for some vintage goods, grabbed lunch, and jammed out to Phoenix with the warm sun on my cheeks.

Something Pretty

I definitely am in a need of decorating my apartment some more. I want it all to be cute, colorful, and with a vintage feel to it. I'm going to have to search through the flea market for awesome cheap furniture and decor to replace mine! :)

Something's Better On The Other Side

"Searching all my days just to find you

I'm not sure who I'm looking for

I'll know it

When I see you

Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom

Staying up all night just to write

A love song for no one

I'm tired of being alone

So hurry up and get here"

John Mayer

The Runaways

"Let’s talk about women

Let’s talk about love

Let’s talk about bitchin’

And the comin’ I’ve done

I live for the weekend

It’s part of the script

You pray for an angel

Well, hey this is it"

Anything Other Than Stay Is Go

"I was the one you always dreamed of,

You were the one I tried to draw.

How dare you say it's nothing to me?

Baby, you're the only light I ever saw."

John Mayer

....Why John Mayer all the time? Because no one puts words together more beautifully than him.

Close Your Eyes

Ever have one of those days where all you seem to be able to do is lay in bed, read, and listen to music?

Disguise Yourself

Is it true that for each person we are with we wear a different mask? Even though we love to be individuals we sometimes tend to change or forget who we are. Is the saying "Be Yourself" all talk?

You can't truly be yourself with anyone but family, best friends, and yourself. When I say best friends I mean those few friends you can trust and count all in one hand. Why you may ask?

We tweak ourselves a bit with each person we talk to in order to understand, relate, and just get along with each other.

Just don't loose yourself in that mask and change yourself completely.

Imagine

"Go confidently in the direction of your dreams

Live the life you've always imagined."

Henry David Thoreau

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!"

Jack Kerouac

John, Marry Me?

John Mayer knows how to get under my skin and somehow creates a multitude of butterflies to form in my stomach. I absolutely love his lyrics, humor, and photography. Did you guys know he does photography?

It has been said that he is shutting down his twitter account and I'm definitely okay with that as long as he keeps his tumbler account. It is his own personal blog and I'm finding out so much more about him...and I thought I couldn't love him more. Check it out!!

He posts things that inspire him. Who he's meeting, about concerts, and even brand new songs! Love, Love, Love!!!!

City Love

"Friday evening, we've been drinking.

2 AM, I swear that I might propose,

but we close the tab.

Split a cab

and call each other up when we get home

falling asleep to the sound

of sirens." - John Mayer

The Ramones

"I Never Saw Moonlight In Anyone's Eyes"

How long and how hard will the quest to find our one true love take? Is there such thing as pure love? Do you have a price to pay to have eternal happiness with one another? Love is such a wonderful and powerful emotion. Here is a beautiful love letter written by Napoleon Bonaparte that made me shake to my core. It's nice to know it's really out there.

I wake filled with thoughts of you. Your portrait and the intoxicating evening which we spent yesterday have left my senses in turmoil.
Sweet incomparable Josephine, what a strange effect you have on my heart!
Are you angry?
Do I see you looking sad? Are you worried? ...
My soul aches with sorrow, and there can be no rest for your lover; but is there still more in store for me when, yielding to the profound feelings which overwhelm me, I draw from your lips, from your heart a love which consumes me with fire? Ah! it was last night that I fully realized how false an image of you your portrait gives!
You are leaving at noon; I shall see you in three hours.
Until then, mio dolce amor, a thousand kisses; but give me none in return, for they set my blood on fire.

Bonaparte

...and yes, I had to watch Breakfast at Tiffany's after looking at this picture. :)