Writer. Singer. Actress. Dreamer. I am to record songs very soon :)

"I am involved in a freedom ride protesting the loss of the minority rights belonging to the few remaining earthbound stars. All we demanded was our right to twinkle." - Marilyn Monroe

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11/10/09

don't forget to check me out on youtube :)

09/18/09

here's a video of me singing!

09/17/09

How are you guys?

08/29/09

So you can get an idea...

08/23/09

one must suffer for art

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  Trains

  Trains. When they go by, the sound is a heartbreaking lullaby. I laid in bed last night, staring at the ceiling, the lights of the night seeping through my window. My mind was swimming in thought. I was in the bed, but I wasn't really there. Disconnected. Detached. ...

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  Frailty

  Should a woman be as frail as a flower? Like a lily floating on a stream, obvious and bright in the light of the sun? Like a lioness without the roar? When a woman is at her weakest, I see the diamonds in her eyes, the hope and relief in the upturned ey...

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  Silly, Silly.

  give into me. let me put the smile and the smolder back in your eyes. my junior, but i feel five when you're around. when you return my gaze, my head snaps back to its rightful place; even a bit of warmth to my cheek. my woman crumbles ...

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  Poison Apple

  I ate a poison apple of envy I thought that I could handle it but it soon consumed me Rot me to my very core worms to fill every hole where logic used to be Envy what a funny, funny little thing turns my blood emerald green and my lips tau...

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  Love is Like...

  a simple, clean love soft skin that touches like fresh morning rain on the windowpane that sounds like green tea and coffee on lazy saturdays that smells like wine and game shows that tastes like laughter and that knowing, reassuring, comforting look...

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  cosmic bowling .

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  Lazy Sloth

  I know a lazy sloth who wants to steal all of my berries. Through the jungle and tangles of trees, I spent hours to find my berries; yet the lazy sloth, who sleeps and complains day in and day out wants to take my fruit right out from un...

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  click, click.

  on a stage in paris, some lowly venue with smoke-filled air, and breath heavy with liquor. orange glow of light. Lace and pearls. dashing smiles and spectators. the two of us, women, in high heels. you in the middle. standing or si...

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  Not Good Enough

  I came out my mama thinkin' (x5) Always pondering Never stopping At times I have to humble myself Keep the rooster's feathers down Knowing everything CHORUS So where did this thought come from? that I'm not enough no good, no go...

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  aprons and windows .

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  femininity, pearls

  I was at an antique mall in Marietta yesterday. i meant to get the coca cola watch behind it, but this turned out really nicely as well. I'm no photographer by any means but I love this picture.

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  Don't Cry to Me

  When I first met you I overflowed with pity for you I empathized like I never had before because I was in your same situation the same boy, I've got wisdom in him So naturally we talked and talked and my knowledge multiplied You always cry from disappointment ...

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  Heavy Heart

  A heavy heart that's all I get when I think of you Not butterflies just a heavy heart If I love you like I say I do and if you love me like you say why do I feel a bag of bricks tied to my soul? Heavy heart I don't believe that love should hurt this way...

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  Dreams

  What is happening? Was I just a figment of your dreams? A fleeting glimpse of nothing more than lust? Why must we go through this? Why do you plant these ideas in my head? Was I just a figment of your dreams? CHORUS And I've asked you time an...

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  A Rose For You

  Shell after shell You're made up of layers at least that's what you want the world to see but I know better It ages a man to constantly be on stage desperate for applause and bouquets You prance around in your Broadway life thinking every audience m...

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  11:30 Sadness

  As night falls the small hour before twelve A certain sadness knocks the wind out of me I pull on my hair and tug on my face Feeling flighty but flightless I want to place my hands over my eyes and open them in another place but I remain here ...

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  Philophobia

  When you tell me you love me a spider crawls around inside of me A brick hits me in my chest I inhale doubt, and my mind begins to swim in questions You make me angry when you say you love me Over time, I have built a wall I look up and it's sky high ...