“Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those, who do not write, compose, or paint can manage to escape the madness, the melancholia, the panic fear, which is inherent in a human condition”
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Intuition
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
...
There are certain things that occur that we are not in control of;
it happens in this thing called LIFE.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Untitled X
Shhhh...
Monday, January 4, 2010
Talking in circles...just to amuse myself
…..I talk in circles as an unintentional social experiment to see who would take the time to really understand. Most people don't. But he does......at times.
“I hate when you do this.”
Is often the response I get from him.
It's really unintentional sometimes, but I mostly do it on purpose. I became a professional at it; asking him the same question over and over in different ways just to avoid the real question that should be asked.
Yea, I know I am weird.
but he is too.
Then there are times that I just take things for what they are and I'm content. But then sometimes questions cross my mind making me go from being content to frustrated.
Then it causes distance.
At times I feel as if I don't know him
and that he doesn't know me.
Then there are times that I feel that we know each other a little too much
which still causes me to distance myself from him,
I am afraid of attachment I guess.
People often try to play apart of what this is. Trying to figure things out. But I talk in circles to them too leading them to believe what they want to think they solved from my words.
Don't confirm anything right....keep avoiding their questions..
And i do just that and hide my emotions because sometimes they can get the best of me.
"If you let your emotions take over you will discover that you are not in control anymore."
Don't examine it because you will never win against my mind...I talk in circles to amuse myself.
Untitled IX
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Extremes.

We go through extremes
........either too high or too low. There is never an in between. It never fails it is the same emotional cycle time and time again- one that we refuse to change though we know it can be costly. We have been blinded by the great moments. When everything is GREAT we forget about how it was once at its worse until reach there again. Each time things go wrong it gets worse and worse and harder to forgive or forget.
The crazy thing is....
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Waiting for....that RED light

Most people wait for the green light, but not I. It is the red light that I constantly wait for. I could sit there for minutes waiting for the light to turn from green to red. Constantly looking a way hoping that when I turn back the light would be red. Sometimes it is, sometimes isn’t. It comes when I least expect-when I start to become tired, or when I try to keep myself busy; but I always have time for the red light. When it’s red it blinks periodically waiting to be checked; but I sometimes ignore it as if I wasn’t waiting for it all this time. Then I become anxious and eventually pick it up. I wish it was like a traffic light where there is a yellow light so that I know when the red light would be coming; but it doesn’t work that way unfortunately. If I think I am waiting too long I give you the red light.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
So I got to make the...
I don’t know if it is weird or not but I can’t cry about the things that have occurred over the past week. Though it was mind changing information I still can’t bring myself to let tears fall. I guess because somewhere in my mind I knew that there was something being hidden from me- so being that I already prepared myself it didn’t hit me as hard.
Random thoughts allow me to eventually get out what I am trying to say. For a while I was unable to find the right words to explain the way that I was feeling. Seriously there is something about “early mornings” that allow me to get everything out. It is like a time of seriousness and I don’t talk in circles with what I have to say. A time of privacy when I am able to let out all that has been bothering me without holding back, and you are able to listen and understand. I have made up my mind that these “early mornings” are the only time that I will speak to you about things like this. We always spoke about things in the “early mornings” and I was able to speak without an issue but when it is face to face, it is so much better for me because I could see your initial reaction to things, there is no backspacing or anything like that.
“I can't see them coming down my eyes so I got to make the blog cry”
Awkwardness fills the room and it is so hard to deal with. What do I say, how do I act? I feel as if everyone knows and expects for me to act the worst; but instead I do the complete opposite. I go on as if nothing ever happened. They are all worried thinking I would eventually break down but that will not be the case. They don’t seem to understand why I am going on this way, and I can’t seem to find the right words that would allow them to understand. All I do is smile and reassure them that I am fine when they bring up the issue. I know deep inside they don’t believe me but that is the honest truth. I had two heart to hearts and it allowed me to resolve any issues that I had and get the answers to questions that I pondered about. So I am content. A part of me doesn’t want to bring up anything to them because I don’t want to hear their thoughts on the issue; I wish that they could understand that I need them to listen more than I need them to talk. With them saying their thoughts on the issue I would eventually become frustrated because I had the same thoughts and it’s something that I don’t think about anymore because that chapter is resolved and closed. I just look at it as I have my own thoughts on what I should do and how I will handle things so I don’t need theirs in my head confusing me the more. I know that they are looking out for me but I guess there are just certain things that I rather not hear right now.
“I can't see them coming down my eyes so I got to make the blog cry”
I know that I didn’t speak much about how I was feelings when we weren’t talking but I did some writing. My initial thoughts were full of disappointment in everything and the way it ended. I wrote day after day not posting.
December 3rd I wrote: I don’t know, I thought we were better than this. It kills me every time we cross paths and walk pass each other as if “we” never existed. It’s even worse when we are in the same room (no more than six feet from each other) and we don’t utter a single word to one another, no type of contact at all. Leaving me to wonder if we ever knew each other. Maybe I never met you and I dreamt everything up in my own world. That’s the way it feels when I see you now. It’s hard every day but it’s something we have to deal with right? I remember when we used to fight and make up so quick as nothing ever happened. I miss those days. I remember when you used to know what I was thinking before I even formed my thoughts…days of understanding! I remember how we used to talk for hours, and now we don’t talk at all- there is something wrong with this picture. You always told me that you understood me more than I understood myself-so why can’t you understand me now? It’s as simple as 2 plus 2 on my part; but you don’t see it that way. It’s as simple as 1 plus 1 on your part, but I don’t see it that way. Why are we unable to understand the understandable? Is it because we don’t take time to, or because we have our different ways of learning these lessons? We are the same book but on different pages no wonder why things could never be looked at the same.
“I can't see them coming down my eyes so I got to make the blog cry”

December 2nd I wrote a quick snippet of what I was feeling and it said: I think that it is just interesting that way things play out. You could tell someone something a million times but it’s up to them to understand what you are saying. Words are used to communicate and educated yourself as well as other individuals. Even when you use the simplest terms an individual still might not understand, so what are you to do then? I’m thinking of drawing what I am trying to say now since my words don’t seem to work.
“I can't see them coming down my eyes so I got to make the blog cry”
Things started to get crazy, my cousin was telling me about this rock song and how she like the concept of it so I looked it up, and there was a line that caught my attention so quick. You know how you always say you think God is laughing at you… well I had one of those moments. The lyrics were “Since the return from her stay on the moon, she listens like spring……”what are the odds that someone who have those words in a song put together in that order. I thought God was trying to get me to break down, but I didn’t.
“I can't see them coming down my eyes so I got to make the blog cry"
……Yea the blog cry

Saturday, December 5, 2009
Moment of clarification

And so you know I couldn’t do for long without you. Writing has becoming my coping mechanism and so have you. “A little inspiration” is what you have always been to me and my writing. I have been writing a lot for the past 2 weeks but not with you. I just saved my words in my archive- but don’t worry they were all about you. Most of them were pertaining to emotional connections and physical ones- which is funny because of the talk we had today. But we both know Emotional connections are greater than the physical one because they leave us with more to hold on to; but often make things more difficult. And that is why I was having a difficult time.
The love that I have for you is undeniably real and one that won’t go away even when we are at our worse. The connection that we have allows us to work through anything.[looking back to one of my previous blogs: turning to you without a doubt; it explains us perfectly “We are so much the same that when things are good they are great and when we collide; we just can’t be around one another. "Something that we have been experiencing these past two weeks.]
But I understand that “We all make mistakes and sometimes we do desperate things” and that is exactly why I am not mad at the things that we discussed. Though you kept it from me for so long I understand your reasons. You care about me and you didn’t know how to say it without hurting me and in some way you didn’t want to lose me. I can’t help to wonder if I am being foolish because my feelings towards you haven’t changed but I know that when you love someone you love them even with their faults and you help them in their time of need. Love doesn’t just go away with every bad situation.
I’m not going to tell you that you should feel bad because you already do, so all I could do is let you know that it is okay and I’m glad that you took the time to let it out and tell me everything. It’s just funny how you were telling me that you knew you were being selfish trying to turn things around on me to make yourself feel better.
I know it may be hard to believe but I’m always going to be here so stop bringing up that “even if you never speak to me again” talk. And you know I will always love you ….a “Little bit.”
Thursday, November 26, 2009
I'll be gone for a minute.
I haven’t been on the ferry in forever or even rode a train. It felt good today coming home for the break. Lord knows that’s exactly what I needed from Plattsburgh. Being in that town for too long eventually turns me crazy. “This city made us crazy and we must get out” a line from one of my favorite Maroon 5 song’s. I did a lot of thinking and writing on the bus it felt like a whole new way of thinking. I questioned myself a lot on the ride but it was cool it just made me think even more. I decided that I am going to take a little break from blogging for awhile just to get my mind right- seems as if I have so much going on in there and I need to clear some mental space. I missed my mommy so much and we did a lot of catching us as we started some thanksgiving cooking. She always seems to know the right things to say even when I don’t tell her what is going on. There is a line that is stuck in my head and I am not sure from what song but it’s “We all make mistakes and sometimes we do desperate things.” I couldn’t agree more. I should have known that spring wouldn’t last too long in the fall now it’s starting to get bitter cold out- I have to put up my guard I mean put on my jacket. I know these winter days are going to feel longer now that…..well. Anyway Chris is almost as tall as me now with a deep voice he is growing into a man and I don’t know how I feel about that. November has been an interesting month; I gained and I lost. I learned to never say you are going to do something if you don’t have the emotional power to do so. I learned that you should always accept a situation for what it is and never think that it is in your power to change it & I also learned that people used to be irrelevant but all of a sudden you gave them some kind of relevance now and I let that f**k with my mind. Seems as if I signed up for a role that was too hard to play but I am the greatest actress that you’ll ever meet. I learned that love is still not shit and saying it won’t change things even if it is how you really feel. I learned that my words sometimes make things worse and for that I am taking a break from this whole behind my eyes thinking and blogging thing. And lastly I learned that I can’t put someone’s feeling before my own because they wouldn’t understand it the way I do; but I am careless to that because I would still do it because I care about certain things and people a lot. Even if my mind said you didn’t matter my heart would still make me chase after you. I'm done for now, so one for now.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Music Archive
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Trial run to the ......
Sorry I took a quick trip to the moon without you.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Untitled VIII
Often the hardest thing to do is the right thing to do. It’s easier to choose your mind over your heart even if you know it isn't right. I really don’t know where I am going with this blog. I am just writing to write, to keep myself from thinking about other things. I get so caught up every day trying to keep it all together that I sometimes I forget about me and what I’m feeling. I don’t know. Sometimes I feel as if I am fighting to survive; fighting the public, fighting myself; just fighting in general. Lately I haven’t been myself, I just been going with the days letting them pass as quickly as they could in hope of not being noticed. Trying to hold in every emotion, and just let out forced smiles and laughter. I really don’t know what it is and when it really started but it’s something that just won’t go away. I don’t know. I feel as if I am being controlled by an unknown force. One minute I think everything is getting better and the next I’m down and feeling sad again. Normally I am flowing with ideas and so energetic but lately I haven’t been in the mood to write. There is so much that goes on in my head that it is hard for me to control what I am thinking. It’s like thought after thought all full with negativity. I just have a feeling- that something is going on and it’s something big. What you don’t know can’t hurt you, but the shit that crosses your mind can kill you.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
.I wish
Friday, November 6, 2009
A story
Once upon a time, it was something simple, amazing. Something young, yet grown, maybe innocent even.
But they lost it?
No, She lost it!
She realized what she wanted, and accepted that you would never change. Never say never, maybe one day? But one day will be too late. Almost two years and she was still singing the same song. It’s as if they were standing in time. She just wanted them to continue as the big handed turned…. She wanted them to be beautiful… to the point that their flaws made them even more perfect.
But, that was just her silly little plan. You showed her that yo had another plan in mind. And she thought who is she to mess that up to you. So she walked away.
Quietly.
Without making a scene or blasting your name. She just disappeared as if she was never there. As if you never were.
Every day it hurts her, giving up on what she wanted.
Maybe one day you will feel it.
Maybe that’s what it takes…..
for her not to be there.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Insomnia at its best.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Untitled VII

Monday, October 26, 2009
Unfinished thoughts
My major project- I have to start weeding them out. Everything looks too good on the outside, but it’s the inside that we need to worry about. So in that case it time to start weeding out the fakes.
At times- Sometimes I just feel like no one's on my side...like people are playing tricks on me and laughing that's exactly how it feels like they're trying to get a reaction out of me because it’s fun... and inside my heart is exploding. And I’m looking at them with these wide open eyes screaming things at them.
Talking in Circles -I talk in circles just to inspire people to think. It's like an unintentional social experiment. Just to see who's even worth my time...Most people aren't……but he is.
Memorized- I memorized your smirk, how many creases it takes to reach your cheeks --and that's the only thing--I’ll ever want to know of by heart.
A thousand - I could write a thousand blogs and they will all say the same thing. I could use a thousand words and it still wouldn’t be enough to describe what I’m trying to say. I could have a thousand chances to do something and I don’t think that it would change. If there were a thousand emotions I could feel they wouldn’t be different from one another. If there were a thousand poems I could choose from it would be the same one over and over. If there were a thousand songs I could listen to I would listen to the same one time and time again. If there were a thousand times I had to explain myself it still wouldn’t make sense.
Not the same- I’ll watch the night turn light blue (but it's not the same without you)...
A million people want you. Don’t forget me. Every day I find new places to take you.
About her- I'm pretty sure you're a compulsive liar.I warned myself about you, but I ignored it because I wanted to give you a chance. Your stories never match. It’s blatantly obvious. I don’t know what it is that makes you feel that you need to lie. You need help.
Knowledge- "Why do you underestimate my knowing?"
“Why do you underestimate it?” I could know just as much as you. "
John Legend- So we did it again, knowing we should quit it, but we simply won't admit it again. Oh it feels good, it's so good, but I won't do it again, it’s so dramatic again. After we go at it, we get mad then we go at it again. Oh I love it, then I hate it, she's my favorite again.”- Again
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Maybe one day.
Maybe one day we will all understand everything and have no more questions.
Maybe one day my epiphany will be told.
Maybe one day......
but as for now it is all I could hold on to.
Friday, October 23, 2009
5:17 am
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
The early mornings
The early mornings seem to be the time that I could get everything that I am feeling out. The early mornings seem to be the time where there are no interruptions or lost thoughts.
It’s the early mornings that I let all that’s been bothering me for the day out, it’s the easiest time to talk.
There is just something about these early mornings.
Knowing that I should be asleep because I have class soon- it’s still a thrill just staying up and writing what has been on my mind. I feel as if my best writing has come to me in the early mornings.
It’s the early mornings where I sometimes get lost in my thoughts, and words.
When the sun is not yet out and the sky is not yet blue- those are the early morning.
The early mornings eventually captivate my mind and make me release my words so easy.
"Another Again."
That is was something new,
I guess that's why I was drawn to you,
The 2nd time leads to the 3rd, the 5th, the 7th time,
We were in denial, thinking it would only be that one time,
I can’t believe that you got me hooked, Oh this can’t be good, oh,
Catching feelings and actually showing them, oh I know this isn’t good
Yes, I'm doing it again,
Oh, I'm doing it again,
I said it would end but here it goes again,
Me coming over and over just to come and see you
I asked you how am I ever going to learn to put my trust in you
But you know me because, that’s what they do
The cycle never ends, never ends
Then we flashback to the first time you put your spell on me,
Here it goes again, oh, oh,
Leaving you is, oh, so hard to do,
I just can't pretend, can't pretend,
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Epiphany
A sudden manifestation of the essence or meaning of something.
A comprehension or perception of reality by means of a sudden intuitive realization
An intuitive grasp of reality through something (as an event) usually simple and striking
An illuminating discovery, realization, or disclosure
a revealing scene or moment
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Shot to the heart.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Friday, October 9, 2009
A year ago today

Sunday, October 4, 2009
Recap of the weekend
Monday, September 28, 2009
Seriously though.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Nothing else matters.
This wasn’t just fooling the public;
it was more like fooling herself.
Maybe it will be worth it in the end…….
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Words from the heart to the anonymous eye catcher.
I saw all the flaws in you but I ignored it because the good overweighed it. I knew all the lies you told but I ignored it because I knew it wasn’t as much as you told to the rest. I knew when you were keeping things from me but I let it be because I thought you were just protecting me. I let you get away with so much because I felt there was no need to argue about certain things. But when my feelings for you became stronger I grew tired of the lies and all the flaws that I knew you could change. I guess deep down in me I subconsciously thought that I could change you, I'm not really sure.
I unintentionally let down my guard; shared my thoughts with you even though I might have been rambling along the way. It takes a lot for me to express what I’m feeling. I’m used to just keeping everything to myself. But I held too much in and it hurts now. I don’t know why I expected more from you, but I just did. The mind plays tricks but the heart remains the same. As much as we argued in the past, I still felt the same way for you, because I knew things were temporary and eventually would go back to the way it used to be. I don’t know what it was that kept me holding on to whatever wasn’t even there but I guess you were my comfort zone.
I was always there for you even in the early hours of the morning answering every instant message or text. Always there even when I was sleeping, I would wake up when I heard the sound just to be there for you with whatever you needed or just to talk. Whenever you needed something I would go out of my way for you so you could never say I didn’t care because I did my part and beyond. I never disrespected you, I gave you the most respect behind closed and open doors, but you would occasionally slip up and I always forgave you because I didn’t want little things being the reason we distance ourselves for each other.
Yes, I ignored you once in a while and I admit it was childish but it was only to get through to you. To let you know that I didn’t have to be there dealing with you shit because I wasn’t obligated to do so. Honestly, I was down for you like the economy. But you couldn’t see that or you just took it for granted. So now this is what we are left with. Nothing but memories and thoughts of one another.
You said you’re not giving up but there is just no point. But like you said it doesn’t matter anymore because I said what I had to say and now I have to live with it...






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