Thursday, March 18, 2010

Nostalgia


I'm going back home tonight. Haven't been back since November, when things really began to change. I've missed Danville a lot, and for the past couple weeks i've been reminiscing on the past. The hot summer nights, the late night car rides, the songs we sang, the stories we told, the pictures we took, the walks to the park, the backyard fires, the bike rides, the secrets we kept, the music I was in love with, the people I grew up with. Whether it's a song, a scent, and familiar face or that nervous feeling I get in my stomach- I am reminded of those high school nights, when I didn't have a care or a worry in the world. We were just a bunch of kids, searching for love in all the wrong places- who knew in just a few years it would be but a distant memory; a faint touch and a faraway voice.









Monday, March 15, 2010


"SHE WANTS TO KNOW IF I LOVE HER, that's all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there, like new batteries in the flashlight in the emergency kit in the hall closet."

- JONATHON SAFRAN FOER, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close



Sunday, March 14, 2010


“and he touches you with his fingers.
and he burns holes in your skin with his mouth.
and it hurts when you look at him. and it hurts
when you don’t.
and it feels like someone’s cut you open
with a jagged piece of glass.”

I am obsessed with them. The end.

Au Revoir Simone from Black Cab Sessions on Vimeo.

All or Nothing



Everywhere is somewhere baby,
So can't you see we're in the middle,
Somewhere.

Nowhere just means knowing nothing,
of where you've been or where you're going,
feels farther.

You're a sight to see this early morning,
getting lost in my own,
neighborhood.

The same freedom you feel,
Is what's been blowing in my sail,
Since I arrived here.