is it safe?

Don't leave me now
I must confess
Haven't been the worst
Haven't been the best
Since you came

Don't take me now
I must confess
Found the word digress
And made it a home

Don't come try to find me now
I must confess
Holes in the story
Holes in myself...

It's all the same.
It's all the same.

marry me juliet...

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

can't take my eyes off of you....

well. we are back from Europe. will be blogging about everything soon on www.vaguelyvagabonds.blogspot.com.

my first day back at work was yesterday. it went really well....mostly well. besides a $.02 tip.
everyone was excited to see me back, and asked me millions of questions about my trip straight off. it's really hard to tell everyone individually how it was...I was pretty much just saying the same exact things all night. and...getting hit on by a short redneck *who thinks he's black* new guy that just started working with us...yeah that was funny. besides the fact that these people never see my ring, they should know they have no chance before they even ask. ridiculous.

Andy totally bought me 'skittle' earrings. omg, they are the shit. orange, red, and green. ;)



I totally thought of you, Bekah, when I got them. ;)

not much else is going on...Kristy is leaving us to go to Florida on Monday, so we're having a bit of a party for her tonight...should be fun. I won't be there. I have to work. ;)

had a couchsurfer for a few days...it was an...interesting experience. since Andy tells me no experience is a bad experience, I'm just going to say it was...interesting. she was a very uncommunicative person, and I hate that. but it was okie overall....

life has seemed a little weird recently. kinda....disjointed maybe? maybe a little unreal? I don't really know the words to tell you. but it's not been much the same.
last night was a bit difficult in my head. when I start to think, sometimes it's really good. and all the rest of the time, it's just too much for me.
I've been reading 'The Book' by Alan Watts...it's been good so far. I don't understand much of it, save for every few pages. Stephen, I'm reminding you to give me Dean Koontz. you didn't yesterday.

for now.

...

well. we are back from Europe. will be blogging about everything soon on www.vaguelyvagabonds.blogspot.com.

surrounded...

I feel lonely.

today. I read this.


When the knell rung for the dying
Soundeth for me
And my corpse coldly is lying
'Neath the green tree

When the turf strangers heaping
Covers my breast
Come not to gaze on me weeping
I am at rest.

annie...

if you knew what was going to happen...before it happened...what would you do?
what would you do.

-Adam Duritz.

that's when I ruled the world...

I think....all I can say for now is...Amsterdam was the shit. ;)

you got me...no need to wonder why...

Paint represents experience and makes it actual. I do not start with the idea but the experience.
-Peter Langoru 1952

this is something I saw in the Tate Modern. this guy was brilliant. the sad thing is that I don't actually know that that is his last name because I can't read my own handwriting. so that's what I'm going to say it is.

I don't have much to write about. Andy and I are waiting at the Port for our ferry to leave...in about 5 hours. there's nothing else to do here tho. everything is closed, and the port, as you can imagine, is out in the middle of nowhere it seems like.
nonetheless, we will be in Holland tomorrow morning...and hopefully Amsterdam sometime tomorrow. ;) pretty excited.

that's all for now. much love to all.

you say hello...

and I say goodbye. hello hello.

I'm in London. and on the way to Amsterdam soon.

it seems quite surreal. but it's been good and fun and stressful so far...

miss everyone.

read vaguelyvagabonds.blogspot.com to get our blogs - Andy is writing them for now. I'll try to catch up on here, tho, soon.

ciao.

leave me out with the waste....

the feeling of betrayal is a funny feeling sometimes. I don't think I like it. at all.

Andy and I are leaving tomorrow. I'm not quite excited yet. I won't be when we get to the airport. I won't be when we get on the plane. I won't be when we land. but then my heart will start pounding in customs. and then I won't be able to stop smiling when the London air hits us.

I love waiting till the last minute to get everything ready. which is what we are doing. literally, everything. ;)

that's all I have. until then. there are no smiles.

me and you

me and you. as opposed to you and me. as opposed to us.