Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Secret #7

I wear my glasses to bed sometimes whenever my imagination runs wild and I freak myself out.

~C.M. xx

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Bite

That night is not even a memory
All the words we spoke
All has been revoked
Only empty air passed between our lips
A lie
I was alive once
A boy brought me back to light
He brought me back to hope
But everything came back to bite

(How's that for angst?)

~C.M. xx

Take this pink ribbon off my eyes

This is something I wrote while I was recovering from heartbreak in the summer. Not sure where I was going with it. Suggestions, maybe?
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The sky was a deep, far-away orange. The rain poured like never before. Relentless. Just yesterday it was sunny and hot. No wind disturbed the late-blooming June bugs. Tonight, however, we were warned by the weather girl to keep out mattresses on stand-by in case of a tornado. Texas weather is never very stable. Neither are the people.

I turned away from the kitchen window and contemplated a cup of coffee. I decided against it due to the wretched humidity. I half-hoped I wouldn't have any uninvited guests stopping by while at the same time realizing that I rarely got visitors any way. A wry smile crept along my face. I often though somber thoughts but never found them to be all that depressing. Though if I ever confessed half of the morbid things that crawl within my cerebral matter to a therapist I just might have to be committed. That's a joke, mostly.

~C.M. xx

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Forcing laughter, faking smiles

Not exactly sure how to start. Well, for one, I'm recovering from being sick. It seems to be just a cold. First it was a sore throat but yeah... ended up getting sick. I thought I was smart. Downing glasses and glasses of orange juice and such. Oh well, I'm not as sick as I could have been so that's good. Why am I rambling so damn much about me being sick? Maybe it's because I'm sick. Maybe.

The semester is over. Already? Yeah, I know. I actually am going to miss community college. I may end up having to go back if I still can't afford university, but... I really did like it there. I mean, I made FRIENDS. People from my classes added me on Facebook. That's.. almost never happened since high school. Community college is so much more laidback and fun. I'm really glad to have had that experience. I really needed a change of pace, to meet new people.

Things seems to have been fairing better as far as my mood and mental well being are concerned. I think I might have a shot at really, truly liking myself. Does that sound corny? Probably, but it's the truth. I'm learning to let go. To not be so hard on myself. I'm feeling so much more positive about life. Hopefully this lasts a good while and nothing messes up my "groove" so to speak.

Zomg, guys! It's Christmas time. :) I'm actually pretty excited about Christmas. A few months ago I was pretty bummed about spending it as a single gal, but it might not be so horrible. I can't wait to see my cousins! I've seen quite a bit of them this year, but it'll be even better to end the year hanging out with them. I never tire of 'em. Yay! I also don't have any plans for New Year's Eve but I'd really like to go to a party. We shall see I suppose?

I bought some t-shirts from Threadless. I'll be showing them off soon because they're like badass and shit. Keep and eye out for it. Yeah. Also, Lila and I recorded a podcast a couple of weeks ago (and then we decorated her Christmas tree! FUCK YEAH!). You can listen HERE. Oh, and last week I went to see Burlesque with Lila. The movie was horrible but Dalila told me it was the hottest date she's ever been on. TRUE STORY. Be jealous.

S'all for now. Leave me comment and stuff. It makes me feel luffed! :3

~C.M. xx

Friday, December 10, 2010

If we met tomorrow for the very first time

"For a long time I was in love. Not only in love I was obsessed with a friendship that no one else could touch. It didn't work out, I'm covered in shells. And all I wanted was a simple thing, a simple kind of life. And all I needed was a simple man so I could be a wife. I'm so ashamed, I've been so mean. I don't know how it got to this point.." - "Simple Kind Of Life", No Doubt

Never did I think that this song would ever be relevant to me. Life is crazy like that, huh?

~C.M. xx