Somethings stay with you even if you don't want them to.

Made for a princess (If your name begins with P and ends with hillip DO NOT READ!)

You sent me a picture
It was long
And white
With pink undertones
And intricate detailing on the front
Flowed out at the bottom
Made for a princess

Flash back: favorite writing of mine

http://drea-heartoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/playing-for-change.html

I go to the airport

Hop on the first 409

It’s Denver to Dallas

The city’s asleep tonight

I’m buying time

I look out the window

The world at my finger tips

Possibilities endless

I don’t know where to go with this

Guitar on my back

What it’s like to feel young

The freedom is freeing

But the dreams all sound dumb

I don’t want a nine to five

I don’t want to settle down just yet

I don’t want to leave this world with even one regret

I walk the streets

As the people walk to the bars

I am starting to realize this city is ours

I won’t sleep for days

As I watch the kids play

Guitar on my back

What it’s like to feel young

The freedom is freeing

But the dreams all sound dumb

The man on the corner

Holding a sign for change

But he doesn’t want money

Although it might sound strange

He's playing for change

old old old

This was my first blog post on 24.06.09 http://drea-heartoflife.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing-great-in-world-has-ever-been.html
I have since written 215 posts. Kinda crazy to re read all my old stuff.

Perfect Lyrics right now: Ready to Fall by Rise Against

Hold on slow down again from the top now and tell me everything
I know I've been gone for what seems like forever
But I'm here now waiting
To convince you that I'm not a ghost or a stranger
But closer than you think
She said just go on 
To what you pretend is your life
But please don't die on me

Wings won't take me
Heights don't faze me
So take a step
But don't look down
Take a step

Now I'm standing on the rooftop, ready to fall
I'm think I'm at the edge now but I could be wrong
I'm standing on a rooftop ready to fall

Perpetual motion, the image won't focus
A blur is all that's seen
But here in this moment like the eye of the storm
It all came clear to me
I found a shoulder to lean on
An infallible reason to live all by itself
I took one last look from the heights that I once loved
And then I ran like hell

Wings won't take me
Heights don't faze me
So take a step
But don't look down
Take a step

Now I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall
I'm think I'm at the edge now but I could be wrong
I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall

I count the times that I've been sorry
I know, I know
Now my compassion slowly drowns
I know, I know
If there's a time these walls could guard you
I know, I know
Then let that time be right now

Now I'm standing on the rooftop
Now I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall
I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall
I'm think I'm at the edge now but I could be wrong
I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall

Now I'm standing on the rooftop (ready to fall)
Now I'm standing on the rooftop (ready to fall)
Now I'm standing on a rooftop (ready to fall)
Now I'm standing on a rooftop ready to fall

Take off your blinders

You're so focused on Her or who you think She is, you hold Her on a pedestal so high it's not even fair or realistic. Take off your blinders and you will see a million amazing women all around. I know She's gorgeous by typical standards but really is that all?  I mean come on I thought you were a little deeper than that, I guess you're still swimming in the kiddy pool call me when your ready for the deep end. I'm out.

That's right Justin Marcus this is for you my dear.

Dear Starbucks Boys,

Thank you. I don't come into Starbucks every time I work nearby because I can't live without my iced caramel coffee, I come in because I have a somewhat HUGE crush on two of the barristas there. Thank you for the occasionally free coffee, the warm smile and the witty banter. Thank you for allowing me to flirt, I missed doing that. I did a Facebook search of your name + Starbucks and guess what you showed up first, three friends in common... turns out we graduated together. Who knew? Maybe if I had known you in high school things would be different. I want to add you on Facebook, but I think that's too obvious, too weird, to creepy. I want to slide my number across the table when I pick up my coffee but we work close by each other and if you thought I was a weirdo I wouldn't be able to hide. I want to be more than a casual acquaintance or customer. I want to ask you to take a break together sometime and go eat real quick... is that too obvious? O' wise soulful Starbucks boy.. what do I do?

--Me

Veronica Mars

Veronica: So what are you like now?
Logan: You know, tortured... ever since I got my heart broken.
Veronica: Hannah really did a number on you, huh?
Logan: Come on, you know I'm not talking about Hannah. I thought our story was epic, you know, you and me.
Veronica: Epic how?
Logan: Spanning years and continents. Lives ruined, bloodshed. EPIC. But summer's almost here, and we won't see each other at all. And then you leave town... and then it's over.
Veronica: Logan...
Logan: I'm sorry about last summer. You know, if I could do it over...
Veronica: Come on. Ruined lives? Bloodshed? You really think a relationship should be that hard?
Logan: No one writes songs about the ones that come easy.

What's your take on 'epic love' should love be as simple as "I want to hold your hand"? Is that too naive and idealistic?   Or should it be an epic, hard fought won battle? Or is that too complicated and dark to be something as sappy as love?

Young Love

We may only have tonight
But till the morning sun, you're mine
All mine
Play the music low
And sway to the rhythm of love

My heart beats like a drum
A guitar string to the strum
A beautiful song to be sung
She's got blue eyes deep like the sea
That roll back when she's laughing at me
She rises up like the tide
The moment her lips meet mine

We may only have tonight
But till the morning sun, you're mine
All mine
Play the music low
And sway to the rhythm of love
-Plain White T's

I feel pretty today

I cut off the birds nest that was my hair.

--contrary to popular belief, knowing your beautiful does not make you conceded it makes you revolutionary--