Dance like no ones watching...

pinning my life away #pinterest

quotes and other things i live by:

Men:

Style:

Far off places: 

The big day: (we all do this)

Comical things:

Broke and Homeless

Home. Thats what consumes me these days. Home is where the heart is and if thats the case I'm a long ways from there. I had a home once. But you took it. You changed it. You changed us. Now I'm homeless, a "floater". And you could care less. You don't even know what you did.

If you only knew.

A year and a half ago I was still a child. I still had to ask permission before doing something. I had rules to follow. I was taken care of, fully, completely. I had family dinners. My biggest worry in life was the math test the next day. I fought with my siblings. I had some where to escape to. Somewhere to call my own. I was surrounded by memories and people that I shared those memories with. Friends were most important. 

If I only knew.

I came and went, passing through the back yard that held all the summer camp outs and friday night football games. Sleeping in the room I used to stay up all night in,  watching the shadows of passing cars dance across the ceiling. Aimlessly eating in the kitchen that use to house the whole neighbor hood come game night. Walking past the room we used to talk all throughout the night in. Yelling down the stairs I used to in vision my self cascading down come prom years to come. 

HA if I only knew.

If I would have known I would have been different. I would have spent less time consumed with myself. I would have spent time with them. All my time. I would have stopped to create more memories, making it so each room was a library of memories. I would have found my self sooner.  I would have taken it all in, counting my blessings each night for all of it. I would have not wasted a moment. I would have convinced you not to sell... No I wouldn't. But I would have liked to. I would have done it all. 

If I only knew.

But I didn't know. And so its gone. They're gone. I'm left with the pain of passing what was once mine,  and knowing that part of life is over. Seeing you take and change what was already perfect. Watching you take what was mine, knowing you'll never know just what you have. 

If you only knew.

~June Carter

Runaway Love

Love. "I can't tell you what it really is I can only tell you what it feels like." Scratch that I can't even tell you that. Cause the only thing I can tell you about is what I dream about, pray for, see all around me. Ive never had something Worth writing about. Worth losing everything for. And maybe thats because I run. I run from anything with potential. Anything or anyone who might care for me like how I should.. no NEED to be cared for.

The one thing I know that will make me complete will also be the one thing to destroy me.

I fear losing. I always have. I don't lose. Whether thats a game of dodge ball in P.E. or a high stakes bet. I give my everything to NOT lose. I fear losing control, maybe most. Not having a say in how I feel or how he feels. Or whether or not I will get broken and forgotten or be that one great love people write movies and songs about. Thats why I run.

"Had sweet love but I lost it, (he) got to close so I fought it."

But one day:
I won't be scared.
I won't have to fight.
I'll be enough. No MORE than enough.

One day I'll will have someone who I can give my whole heart to. Someone who will understand me. [cause no one seems to be able to do that] who will know and love every part of me. Someone who will make me his world. Someone who won't laugh at my dreams but dream them with me. Someone who will play play dough with me. Who will do whatever he has to do make me his. Some one who will sneak me out just cause he can't stand to be away any longer. Who smiles at the way my cheeks get big and dimples appear each time I laugh. Someone who doesn't care that all I know for sure is that I want to travel eat and explore. Who will want to do it all with me. Someone who will make me want to be better, who won't want me to change no matter what society says. Someone who challenges me. Some who is perfectly imperfect. who won't stop fighting for me.

Thats when I'll know I'm in love. When I find him. The one who won't let me run away. The one guy I can't physically run from because he will be my everything. The air I breathe, the tears I cry, the joy I feel, the love of my life.

But until then I'm just going to keep running. Cause thats all I know for sure.

~June Carter

The 5 senses of childhood.

All it takes is one. One touch, one look, one taste, one sound, even one smell to send your mind in to over drive bringing back all the memories connected with that one thing. Sometimes the memories are good but sometimes the memories are linked with sadness or heartache. This is true in all aspects of life, love, school, breakups, vacations, and even childhood. 

 TOUCHING childhood:

• The feel of your parents arms enclosed around you, knowing that no one could get to you as long as you were there.
• Running barefoot through the freshly watered grass.
• Falling off your bike and scrapping your knee, and feeling as though you just broke a leg.
• Squishing and sculpting play dough.
• Pushing buttons. lots and lots of buttons driving your parents mad while complicating everything with your curiosity and the urge to touch the buttons.  
• Getting stung by a bee.
• Crashing into the ground after an attempt to fly.

HEARING childhood:

• The song of a lullaby as it draws you into sleep.
• Hearing sirens blare across the neighbor hood and thinking they were after you for whatever "stunt" you pulled earlier that day.
• "you got a friend in me.. you got a friend in me.." "I can show you the world..." "winnie the pooh...." "my oh my looks like the boy too shy ain't gonna kiss the girl..." "when you wish upon a star...."
• "PUT THAT DOWN"
• "Stop tattling on your brother!"
• "DO NOT TOUCH THAT"
• "What do you want to be when you grow up? You can be anything you want."
• "I love you." 

TASTING childhood:

• Taste tests of lemonade. Right before you were about to go make bank selling it.
• Grandmas homemade noodles.
• Ice cream.
• Eating everything off the ground... that is only up till the 5... or 10 second rule.
• Year old candy you stored under your bed from halloween.
• Did I say ice cream?
• Ice sickles in the Winter and popsicles in the Summer.
• Soap.. for some of you anyways.

SMELLING childhood:

• Moms homeade cookies.
• The christmas tree the night you bring it home.
• your self... after a long day of "exploring" the dirt piles out back.
• Your popcorn burning in the microwave after persisting to your parents you were big enough to make it on your own.
• The smell of Fast food after a victory at your little league game.
• Over whelming scent of perfume drenched over your self in order to impress your crush.
• Dirty diapers.

SEEING childhood:

• Watching every move your older brother makes so you can repeat it and become just like him. 
• Seeing magic in every glint of sparkle.
• A new born baby for the first time. 
• Seeing EVERYTHING for the first time.
• Turning a pile of dirt into a mountain. 
• Seeing every wall, paper, sidewalk as an empty canvas.
• Finding shapes in every cloud even if it was just another circle.
• Transforming the back yard into a jungle, a moon, a vast sea of pirates, etc.
• Seeing THE best in everyone. Even when most see only the worst. 

Knowing what can take us back, in a sense,  is what we need to hold onto. We should revisit our past to find hope and remember the innocence and dreams we once had. By no means am I saying to live in your past but you should always remember it, because sometimes your going to feel hopeless and lost and alone. And when that happens a little trip back to your childhood can restore those feelings you once had of hope, light, and endless opportunities. 

-June Carter

PICK UP LINES 101

I'm going to start off by saying sorry, to nelson mainly, for waiting for the last minute to post my blogs... I won't be doing this again... well at lest i'll try not to. No promises though. 

That being said lets dive into this weeks topic.. PICK UP LINES. The good the bad and the ugly. 

I don't know who started using these "pick up lines" but I feel like they just keep getting worse and worse. I'm about to take you through the evolution of the pick up line...

1960's: "Hey baby you're rocking. wanna roll with me down to the beach."

1970's: "Hey I'm free, wanna make love" #freelovemovement 

1980's: "I scored some great blow. Would you like to party?" (this is not a joke)

1990's: "Baby forget tonight, lets block out the next 50 years." (fresh prince of Bel-Air)

2000's: "How'd you like to be my third wife?" (Brought to you by my dad)

Now days: "your hot I'm hot do the math." "We'd make beautiful babies" "Kiss me if I'm wrong but dinosaurs still exist right?" (I've experienced these first hand)

I wish I could say I was kidding but I think we all know I'm not. If you haven't heard these specific ones chances are you have heard equally bad or heaven forbid worse. What doesn't make sense to me however is why we continue to use them. If we all could just learn to be upfront with each other this is how the next ten years could go:
"Hey wanna go out sometime?"
WOW. That was real hard. Take notes guys, cause you are making things way to hard for your selves.
And that how my friends is how its done. You're welcome feel free to steal my line and tell me how it works out for ya. 

-June Carter

       

How to be Happy.

For some reason this concept is not easily understood. So I'm going to spell it out for you... ITS OK TO BE HAPPY. You're not going to be less of a writer for enjoying life a little and making where ever you are your own personal paris. Follow the bellow steps to gain full happiness in your life. 

1. "keep taking big whiffs of stuff. because it seems like the more we smell, the happier we are going to be." -ellen
2. refer to #1 

You're welcome. 

 

ps. next post will be deep or something... but I just felt like we needed a little reminder.