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  • Encourage in the face of insecurity.

    If you’re going through hell, keep going. If you find trouble, don’t go around. Go through. Replace your own insecurities with imperfections of what blocks you. The only way to try is to be tried.

  • Dear Razzy,

    I'm sorry for neglecting you. I'm sorry for putting my words in other places. At first I thought I was ignoring you, but that's not it; I just think you deserve better. My every thought feels too stale for you. You've be…

  • Bandcamp- Day three.

    Poop on your toothbrush. Sleep deprived. "How do you feel now that you've had morning wood thrown at you?" Pushup fail. "Way to cheat, Rachelle!" Wally screaming in pain. Two-handed penises and Armginas. "I could've daaa…

  • It's simple.

    I’m caring too much and the magic is scared. It’s scared to come out and play because my brain is being too realistic. I was so happy to not care about time, I was so happy to just say that time was endless for me. Igno…

  • Let's bake cookies on the moon one last time.

    All of the old blogs I've been reading got me thinking. I read a lot from the summer before my freshman year, and that was definitely a summer that changed my life in a huge way. Nothing traumatizing or big really happen…

  • It's these moments.

    It's like sitting on a rock on the beach letting the waves crash at the base of your throne of stone. It's the wind in your hair and the smell of the sea dancing around your face. It's perfection. That's what these momen…

  • Streams.

    One two three four five six seven eight nine ten eleven twelve thirteen fourteen fifteen sixteen seventeen eighteen nineteen twenty. 1234567891011121314151617181920. Countless counting, count count count one two three. …

  • Intestinal butterflies.

    I need to make sure my happiness isn't entirely dependent on other people whose actions I cannot control. Perhaps it's because I'm tired, or the thought of math homework makes me weary, but I don't feel as elated as I h…

  • Tumblr.

    http://callmecello.tumblr.com Don't hate, I like it a lot. It can never replace Xanga in my heart, but it's pretty interesting. More interesting than homework. The little things have been making me happy. The weather, t…

  • Kicking myself.

    I need to blog here more. Even without purpose. It feels stupid without purpose, but it doesn't feel right to look back through these pages and notice huge chunks of my life missing. I feel that way with my poetry notebo…

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