There's nothing wrong with what you just said, but it's the way you said it.

"Everyone who wades through time eventually gets dragged out to sea by the undertow -that, in short, we are all going".

You have become,
A withering tree
With grey leaves;
A shadow of my thoughts.

I scaled your peak
Of greivances and deviances,
As your twigs
Prickled my cheek.

And for me you created
A soul asylum,
A vivid map
To my anticipated destiny.

I loved you.
I sat in the sun
With sugary thoughts of you in my head
As you crumbled beneath me.

Written by: Niloo Farahzadeh

Aaaaalriiiighhhhht!

Sooooo, guess who's about to go read John Green's "Looking for Alaska" in about a minute?
ME! Fuck yah!
Thanks to a special someone who must just know me too well and brought me the book at school today.
THANKS MEAGAN!!!

Fairest

There are those
who find solace
in a twisted oak,
who can love
the maggot in a pear.
But I adore
the plum that has no worm,
the song that comes out pure,
the shine of a polished stone,
the chick with the deepest down.
There are those who love the rain.
Not I.
I love the cloudless sky.

There are those
who long to ease
a sick dame's steps,
who ache to trim
an old man's beard.
But I yearn
for a golden feather,
for the greenest leaf,
the scent of a sleeping child,
the circle of a perfect peach.
Some love the rain.
Not I.
I love the cloudless sky.

When you think of me,
remember how I yearned,
remember how I ached.
Know how I longed
to be
a bright blue sky.

 - Gail Carson Levine

This is the first real poem I read by myself and this is what made me realized I loved poetry. I read this poem, or rather song, in Levine's novel called "Fairest" in grade 6 or 7. The book itself was incredibly mediocre and kinda stupid but this poem really captivated me. In the book, the girl who writes this song is writing about how she wants so badly to be beautiful. I think I related to this poem alot at the time, but when I read it now I relate to it in a different way. But I every time I read it it still captivates me the way it did the first time I read it, and it will always mean so so much to me.

Materialism at its finest

This is a list of shit that will make me very happy if I aquire.
My happiness is not directly linked to these things but these items may render me to become prone to contentment. At least for a short while.

1. First up on the list is the book "Looking for Alaska" by John Green. I've wanted to read this for a while now, I've just never gotten around to actually buying it. But whenever I think of it I get this deep desire to read it.

 

2. Second, is this perfume right here. I got a sample size of it from Sears and I'm pretty I use it everyday and it's going to run out. I think it smells like how I feel, or maybe how I want to feel, or be... or whatever.

3. So the whole reason I agreed to go to Vancouver in spring break was because of this dress. I swear to you that I went into every single American Apparel store in that whole city and every single one of them had "run out". My trip to Vancouver was in vain and now I have to order this off the internet.

4. Another item I was meant to pick up in Vancouver but (to my stupidity) didn't, was a pair of Toms shoes. I saw these everywhere and came dangerously close to trying a pair on. But because I was feeling cheap that day I didn't. Big mistake. BIG MISTAKE.

5. I just want shorts like this, because I bought a few crop tops that would look cool with these. I also need new shorts for the summer.

6. I need a new pair of moccasins. Luckily I have a friend whose grandma makes them and he promised he'd get her to make a pair for me. I'm stoked.

7. Is it wierd that I have records but no record player? That was a rhetorical question. Yah, yah it is.

8. Can someone please tell me where I can find a bikini like this? I've looked in every store and everywhere on the internet!

9. This is hopefully going to be happening to my hair next month. Or else I will shit a chicken.

10. More of these pleeaase!

11. Ahhhh a lensbaby camera lens. It's cheap and it creates the coolest effect. It's a good thing you can't see me drooling on the keyboard.

12. I'm pretty sure one can never have too many dream catchers.



If I somehow acquire all these things, I will be a VERY happy camper!

I'm up in the woods. I'm down on my mind. I'm building a still, to slow down the time.

If you haven't a clue where this is, consider yourself lucky; you haven't been ripped off by the city of North Vancouver yet.

Oh yeah, pictures by me.