Baby...
Where are you?
Don't fuXk with me right now*
I need you
and I'm feeling lonely
desperate, alone
Never a good combo
I'm not lying
If you were where I am
You would be crying
I'm staying strong
It's been a minute though
Felt your touch
Heard your soothing words
Thoughts somewhere with the birds
Got no problems
Only episodes of emotions
Yet I seem to keep floating
Miraculously
My thoughts are abstract
Vision bird's view
In a bird house
Singing melodies only beauty can compare to
Keep Floating
When it's almost done
Break down another one.
I like being this close to you.
Either you'll love it or wont come close
Whichever way it is the best day ever


I love you.








[ I used to hate saying "babe", "baby", but when it's for the right feeling, it fits. ]

I truly believe I grow more in the summer than fall and winter. It's like concentrated life lessons. In between randoms coming back from school and the suddenly extra free time we all seem to have, my summers make the best and worst of me. Just a chapter of my summer would be enough of a biography to fill a lifetime...

This, this this and that

as listed and more.

It's all about the experience.

 

My goal by the end of the week is to get my bike fixed, gas prices and lack of spontaneity makes me feel like a bike ride down a steep hill with a cool breeze, Raybans, oxfords, a basket in front with Miley, my new* vintage purse and a bonquet of flowers will do me justice.

That in all of it's glory is...

More Music by Drake? I'm On

She's back! Taking over your television screens and radio waves, this is wonderful news, the females on my playlist were washing away, old and played out.

How many times can I play California Bed? Really though?

 

Suggested Cover for her new album titled "4"

I'm excited, are you?