I wish some days I could simply sit and let my inner five year old come out, and just colour the FUCKING world with my CRAYONS, and let my imagination run FUCKING wild.

i want to just be free.

i want this to be my life.

the best feeling on the world.

big comfy sweaters, careless hair,  no worries.

cant wait for days to do this in Orangeville.

Sometimes it takes something like watching the Junos to make one realize that there is so much musical talent in Canada alone to make you proud to come from here. Then its things like just sitting on a bench, in a coffee shop, in a park, people watching & thinking or just driving over what may seem like the highest peak around, seeing the beauty for miles, to see it.

sometimes;
when I have my music blaring in my ears, there are those songs that make you feel like you're in a movie scene, and the words are describing your life, and your eyes are the cameras. If only you could share the sensations it brings.
more magic.

i can hear ticking clocks,
running rampant in me,
chiming in apogee
waiting for the synergy
of her and me waiting on the light
and i never say goodnight
never say that i'm always right

now in you girl
i'm consent to drown
you're so high and i'm so down
this night'll end sooner but much sooner now
i'm awake in you and you're asleep in me
all the things i'll never be
make me wonder could you see
and i said

wait, till i hit the ground harder
wish i could wait, to i could hear your heartbeat fast
wish i could wait till i missed her flavour
my days are numbered here
and i don't want to be the last one home
don't want to be the last one home

though i'm weak inside
i'm thriving just the same
still calling out your name
wondering who it is that i should blame
stabbing hard and buried
consciousness and fear
forgetting others i hold dear
wontcha maybe could you hear
and i said to

wait, till i hit the ground harder
wish i could wait, to hear your heartbeat fast
wish i could wait till i missed her flavour
my days are numbered here
and i don't want to be the last one home
no no no
the last one home
(oh here we go...)

there you are baby
just waiting on the sun
just staring at the sky
said when will he be done
and i said there you are baby
waiting on the sun
staring at the sky
said when will he be done
when will he be done

and i wish i could wait, till i see you shaking
wish i could wait to pull out of this one fast
wish i could wait till i taste your flavour
and maybe i can savour every last drop
and i said

wait, till i hit the ground harder
wish i could wait, to hear to hear your heartbeat fast
i wish i could wait to see you shaking
my days are numbered here
and i don't want to be the last one home
the last one home
the last one home

today has made me miss you.


I've never really 'celebrated' St. Patrick's Day in any such form, but this year I had a feeling to. I still didnt really in any form, but to have worn the colour green today. Being the only one in my work place to, I felt as though I stuck out like a sore thumb. Though having done it for you I didnt feel so bad. To some I justified my only reasoning for it, and others I just casually agreed to it as the typical meaning. In no way did I do what most do and drink myself senseless, mock the true Irish with a horrendous drunken imitation of the way they talk, nor did I dance around as if I were a abnormally huge leprechaun. I did wish that you were here though, talking about how you love green, talking with an accent, and making it less than a night of drinking but more of oneself, and who you were. I know things are better for you now, but I still wish you were here and bragging about your luck of bein' an Irish gal.

Dear AmandaGILBIE.

Your baby needs to hurry up and get here, simply because I can't wait to adore this kid, and spoil it like mad, just like Howlett plans too. I do share your want for a little boy, and a girl would be the cutest! I know you will be a great mom, and I know no one expected it so soon but in a way its what you were meant to be. I know I havent been the greatest for talking to you as much as we used to but you know that you are one of my best friends and I am always here for you. I will always be there when you need me, and I know you look at this all the time and this is my way of saying this to you. To sum this up, you will be an awesome mom, your kid will be adorable, its set up for free photo shoots already by yours truly, and this kid is going to put me in debt and get away with it.

Love, Aunt Winter (that will take some getting used to)

i love making my hair like this, if only when i rush to do it doesnt turn out hideously.

so simply because i adore the sky, clouds, stars, the sun and the moon this picture is the meaning of me.
i wish i could say it was me, but that you be taken as though that's physically me, which its not, & not even my photo.

 

more
happythings.

summerfreelove

funny, epitome of the young generation.

 

 

Fireflies. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

cutest thing in life, made my night.

Bayside
 I have missed listening to you.

♪Maybe love is looking for someone to fill up holes
We grow up building lies with holes in all our walls
The watch can fall but here you were with spare bricks to save the day
And we pray it’s not too late
Spare bricks can be dead weight♫

humber is full of  ASS- DICK-ulous.

here, you can NOT get into our program because of ONE person's opinion.

BUT
here, you're accepted into this program which you didnt even apply for! hurr-fucking-ah!

So look extremely cute guy that comes into work,
I wish you wouldnt make me so nervous when you come in, I can barely talk to you.
It freaks me out, and makes me feel like I will never have a real conversation to you, or mess up
talking to you everytime we speak.
& stop going to other tellers, I want to talk to you!

haha :)

√ One nosebleed down

√ 50 million shot nerves

√ Two cases of the nervous shakes

√ Two huge sighs of relief

° At least one acceptance

....still to go.

happy |ˈhapē|
adjective ( -pier , -piest )
1 feeling or showing pleasure or contentment : Melissa came in looking happy and excited | [with clause ] we're just happy that he's still alive | [with infinitive ] they are happy to see me doing well.
• [ predic. ] ( happy about) having a sense of confidence in or satisfaction with (a person, arrangement, or situation) : I was never very happy about the explanation | I can't say they looked too happy about it, but a deal's a deal.
• [ predic. ] ( happy with) satisfied with the quality or standard of : I'm happy with his performance.
• [with infinitive ] willing to do something : we will be happy to advise you.
• (of an event or situation) characterized by happiness : we had a very happy, relaxed time.
• [ attrib. ] used in greetings : happy birthday.
• [ attrib. ] fortunate and convenient : he had the happy knack of making people like him.
2 [in combination ] informal inclined to use a specified thing excessively or at random : our litigation-happy society.

things that make me happy:

the moon.

old photos of strangers

exotic flowers

hugging

sleep

live shows: liberating feelings

summer: warm feelings and thoughts

breathtaking moments