images from the last few weeks..
jamming, jamming, jamming.
waiting. for shows.
shows. shows. shows.
sound guys. sound guys. sound guys.
images from home. the younger, wonder, wild years.
and tonight? show show show.
:)
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Monday, November 7, 2011
blue lips, blue veins.
did you know i don't listen to her songs...remind me of you.
i ran across old conversations; saved in my box of memories.
it makes my stomach twist in knots. i can't believe how things turn out.
why was it so hard. for both of us. to figure it out.
i feel bad for boys...girls are so so so complicated.
probably unnecessarily so.. i don't even know what to say.
they keep showing your projects in g.d. so much talent.
i like looking at them again. feels like we're back in 1419.
she's shows pictures of her kid ALL THE TIME. (not that cute).
you know how i feel about baby's. and i know how you felt about her pregnancy. hahaha.
what am i suppose to say now. what is there to say.
hey. i miss you. you were my best friend.
my sadness and your happiness got in the way? no, that's so unfair.
especially to you. this isn't alright. i don't like how this feels still today.
it's unsettled. i want to tell you about all the things that happen.
there's something every. day. -- but...i just can't do it.
i wanted things to be better. i wanted you to try.
maybe.. maybe...i don't know. maybe that's life.
maybe this is how it's gonna be. or maybe it was all me.
i hope you're well. and sincerely happy.
and i wish you the best.
even though you'll never really know.
blue, the color of our planet, from far, far away.
i ran across old conversations; saved in my box of memories.
it makes my stomach twist in knots. i can't believe how things turn out.
why was it so hard. for both of us. to figure it out.
i feel bad for boys...girls are so so so complicated.
probably unnecessarily so.. i don't even know what to say.
they keep showing your projects in g.d. so much talent.
i like looking at them again. feels like we're back in 1419.
she's shows pictures of her kid ALL THE TIME. (not that cute).
you know how i feel about baby's. and i know how you felt about her pregnancy. hahaha.
what am i suppose to say now. what is there to say.
hey. i miss you. you were my best friend.
my sadness and your happiness got in the way? no, that's so unfair.
especially to you. this isn't alright. i don't like how this feels still today.
it's unsettled. i want to tell you about all the things that happen.
there's something every. day. -- but...i just can't do it.
i wanted things to be better. i wanted you to try.
maybe.. maybe...i don't know. maybe that's life.
maybe this is how it's gonna be. or maybe it was all me.
i hope you're well. and sincerely happy.
and i wish you the best.
even though you'll never really know.
blue, the color of our planet, from far, far away.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
november 6th.
willow,
you're so hard to talk about.
it doesn't seem like a year. it seems like a million and it seems like an hour.
you visited my sister in her dreams. please do that again.
i don't dream much, but when i do, could you drop by.
it's so very cold today. i watched a little old lady cross the parking lot this morning..
i wanted to go down and help her...
i just keep staring at the wall.
i almost laughed, the heat in my apartment isn't on. it's 55 degrees inside my little room...
you wouldn't mind. i miss you.
i miss you so much.
and again, i cry for you. and i cry for me. and thee eleven. and your kids.
today is so hard. i look at the picture of the eleven from this day a year ago and i remember how it felt.
and how i thought it was so unfair then.. and still do. but i know this is what you wanted most. you said it for ten years. and now you're as you said, up with the angels. but i still needed you down here.
love you,
the littlest.
you're so hard to talk about.
it doesn't seem like a year. it seems like a million and it seems like an hour.
you visited my sister in her dreams. please do that again.
i don't dream much, but when i do, could you drop by.
it's so very cold today. i watched a little old lady cross the parking lot this morning..
i wanted to go down and help her...
i just keep staring at the wall.
i almost laughed, the heat in my apartment isn't on. it's 55 degrees inside my little room...
you wouldn't mind. i miss you.
i miss you so much.
and again, i cry for you. and i cry for me. and thee eleven. and your kids.
today is so hard. i look at the picture of the eleven from this day a year ago and i remember how it felt.
and how i thought it was so unfair then.. and still do. but i know this is what you wanted most. you said it for ten years. and now you're as you said, up with the angels. but i still needed you down here.
love you,
the littlest.
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