cause lately i've
dance with me

Put on my records, know my song,
if you're lucky, we might just sing along.
yes, i mean you.
not you, i meant you.

then read me a book,
a classic, any story.
I like Shakespeare and Twilight.

head down to the mall,
pick out some boho-chic.
give me my scarves, my t-shirts,
my flats, my sneakers.
my oversized shades with a coutoure jacket.

and we'll waltz into the movie,
grab a seat in the back,
enjoy the thrill,
of living in another time and riddle.

but at the end of the day,
when sunset has gone,
and twilight has fallen,
one last goodbye,
and a slamming screen door.
is all that we're leaving.


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Thursday, November 6, 2008

10:37 PM
O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy
name,
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I'll no longer be
a
Capulet!



'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man.
O, be some other name!
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
And for that name which is no part of thee
Take all myself.


-Romeo And Juliet, Act 2, Scene 2

How lovely.
And i'd have you know that i can memorise the first part on my own.
That's obsession.

And i'm so in love with when they first met,
that first scene.
Act one, scene five.



I've finally begun to write out my portfolio, and it's turning out great. I've already had two
stories in mind, and i'm training myself to be unafraid of writing out what i'm thinking at that moment. I feel free (:



But, i want to show them that i have this wide range, but how? My Shakespearean language is nowhere near being able to do written work, and my poetry isn't that deep. I can't seemingly write fantasies and fiction all day!

UGH!




You guys, have got to check out this person on Deviant. His works are absolutely amazing.
http://oh-youprettythings.deviantart.com/
Such perception.
JAKE HOLDSWORTH <3



Coach said that when your muscles ache after training, it means you're pushing hard.
My muscles are aching all right, but i don't feel that sense of achievement.
Is that called over-achieving ?



Afraid to step out into the cold,
the child just sits alone.
A playful banter
and she's knocked into the snow.
Bitter cold and icy tears,
she's begun to face her fears.
One step, a light crunch,
Two steps, and she's feeling pumped.
Three steps on and she's joined the fun,
Realised how much she's left unsung.
This joy of overcoming,
overseeing,
over taking,
One does seek,
and some do find,
The world is bitter-sweet,
unkind.