Tuesday, January 19, 2010

peace NOT war!




Friday, January 15, 2010

A Perfect World

Why is it we all lie? We live a life we can't define but when we cross the line its blank on the other side.

Why is it we don't have peace? We have innocent people living on the streets and when its time to help we speak before we think not even helping a soul for a day or a week when that can be you in one blink.

Why ask why when deep down you know on the outside they all feel alone so in attempt to fit in they become one. Change, well one can't change the world even if they tried.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Abbey Lee Kershaw




Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Did you see her

sometimes its better not to be so put together, wild is the way of life. Why not wear wild hair, animal print, bright lipstick. Why not eat chips and waffles for breakfast with a side of coke. Instead of paying for a movie, make one I mean your life is probably more exciting then you think. You never know the life if you don't Try it.

Monday, January 11, 2010

You know sometimes I dont think.

Out of things to say, my imagination froze, my mind shriveled up. So now I'm just like you.

The Truth



Love is long-suffering and kind. Love is not jealous, it does not brag, does not get puffed up, does not behave indecently, does not look for its own interests, does not become provoked. It does not keep account of the injury. It does not rejoice over unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

your eyes never lie, they just define what's hidden inside of your little mind

I looked deep into the clouds just to find rain, rain that never drenched the ground as tears do daily. Just stuck inside as if it was waiting for the perfect moment to stop the sun from shining, lost in a million thoughts that never even left my mind let alone come from my mind. what is it that brings these words together as if they belong but at the tip of the pen it only writes gibberish as if it was somebodies love song. Who is it that enlightens you, the little man in your head trying to get out or the clown outside of your bedroom dying to get in because when I walk in I saw them battle until the death they never faced.





Only in your mind could such things be said.

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Tim Walker