Lemon v's Blog (11)

i miss the way you smell

your scent has left my sheets

and there's nothing to comfort me to sleep

where i felt

a pit of darkness

forcing me to crumple

he makes me stretch in joy

i am so happy

that you aren't in my life anymore

you said you just didn't feel right being with me

and now i can't help but agree

if anyone

i have cried over

deserved

to be cried…

i haven't been

able to sleep

in five weeks

and in eight months

i haven't…

morrissey in concert is like morrissey on cd, but with more odd noises including the sound of females woo-ing and men loudly chanting his name, same effect as in me wanting him to just realize how much of an impact he's had on me. teared up during the climax of please please please let me get what i want. also did not like kristeen young too much but did courtesy claps. went to denny's afterwards. decent decent, have left overs for breakfast. currently contemplating how to cut the concert…

so there’s different types of yoga and meditation, thousands of supplements to take, too many butt boosting, waist trimming, posture correcting work outs to remember, along with a billion make up tricks that i’m too impatient to do on a daily basis, and a lot of nuts, fruits, and vegetables to eat. i should have a somewhat medium breakfast within a half hour of waking up, small lunch, smaller dinner, but snack every three hours in between(like nuts and berries) with 18 glasses of cold water…

i cant exactly capture these clouds,

but they sure can capture me.

staring at the sky,

my thoughts can soar

grass and dirt beneath my feet,

trees and leaves right above me.

that's wolfe's manor-- i didn't know that was it's name. it's just a house i've been passing by on my way to carrows every two saturdays for breakfast with my brother and dad. i've been wanting it, taking pictures of it, imagining how i would renovate it..

it's in clovis. i've known it's haunted but not that it was a sanitarium. apparently this grand…