A Box Of Crayons

Look at a box, a box of crayons.
It can be big or small, and it's usually squished.
It's squished with colors from every corner of the universe.

We can learn from crayons.

They may be different colors, but they manage to live in the same box.

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"An artist uses lies to tell the truth"

One minute and the earth begins to shake,
Two minutes and my hearts begins to break Another minute and she makes me feel brand new
That's just three minutes with you
Four minutes and she's everything I see
Five minutes and she's were I wanna be
Another minute everything feels so new
I need six minutes with you
Six minutes
~Jonas Brothers: 6 minutes



Music is what keeps me spinning. It's the air I breath. It may be clean, it may be explicate...but it sure ain't polluted. At least, not the music I listen to.
The music with meanings, were words don't mean words, but they mean truth.
"An artist uses lies to tell the truth" well then lets tell the world. We can show them, we just need to connect.
Musically, emotionally, physically. We all share something.
But what?

save meh

i'm at camp.
it was amazing for a pretty long time until today
when i got doughnuts smushed in my hair
i hate my sis.
i'll post something more poetic later...maybe

A Garwhal for Gregory

Gregory Garbo, I still miss reading your blog.
:*(

and you'd be proud of me, I've only been using Photoshop for a day and I made you a present. It's this Garwhal. For those of you who don't know, a Garwhal is a Giraffe and a Narwhal mixed together.

I hop y'all enjoy it. :]

filledwithflowers,cassandra