Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Address in the Stars

Go to my playlist, click on Address in the Stars and read the lyrics. Love you Daddy...


Address in the Stars

by Caitlin & Will


I stumbled across your picture today

I could barely breath

The moment stopped me cold,

Grabbed me like a thief.

I dialed your number, but you wouldn't be there

I knew the whole time, but it's still not fair

I just wanted to hear your voice,

I just needed to hear your voice.


What do I do with all I need to say

So much I wanna tell you everyday

Oh it breaks my heart,

I cry these tears in the dark

I write these letters to you,

But they get lost in the blue,

'Cause there's no address in the stars.


Now I'm drivin'

Through the pitch black dark I'm screaming at the sky

Oh cause it hurts so bad

Everybody tells me

Oh all I need is time

Then the mornin' rolls in

And it hits me again

And that ain't nothin' but a lie.


What do I do with all I need to say

So much I wanna tell you everday

Oh it breaks my heart,

I cry these tears in the dark

I write these letters to you,

But they get lost in the blue,

'Cause there's no address in the stars.


Without you here with me,

I don't know what to do.

I'd give anything

Just to talk to you

Oh it breaks my heart,

Oh it breaks my heart,

All I can do Is write these letters to you,

But there's no address in the stars.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

When You're Going Through Hell

Just keep going before the devil knows you're there...


I have been an outcast since the beginning. Being a born again christian in an lds world. Being the fat kid around super models. Having a father who took his own life. Dating a man instead of a boy. Loving the creatures that others hate.


But this. This is completely different. I feel like I have been labled "Freak" before I am able to give them a reason to hate me.


And what's funny is, I'M the normal one! Atleast my parents didn't name me Christopher Robin, nor did I embrace it and name my dog Winnie the Pooch. My mom doesn't come to college with me (I'm dead serious. He was 19, and she was in the same class and said she was there to experience school with her son. Seriously?!) I wore appropriate clothes, and I didn't announce to the whole class that "the three things I love are my girlfriend, skating, and smoking pot." I wasn't loud, or sit on my phone the whole class. I answered the professors question when all of you sat there scratching your heads.


Yet I'm the weird one? Well guess what. People like you, are the reason why God gave me a middle finger.

Song of the Day: Pray for You by Jaron and the Long Road to Love

Thursday, August 18, 2011

If I Were a Rat Today...

I would have eaten my child. This morning was... hell. She was having such an issue with life. It didn't matter what I did today, she cried. She literally laid on the floor and screamed over a puzzle. I love her, but today... I could have throttled her. Enough said.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

All I Hear is Weddng Bells

It's stupid. I know. I have so much going on in my life, so many GOOD things going on, and this stupid thing keeps popping up. Marriage. Getting hitched. Tying the note. Ball and chain. With a lot of my classmates getting married I've begun to feel some of that pressure. I've been with LG for over 3 years now (holy crap!) and when girls who haven't been with their man for very long get hitched before I do I get jealous. But why should I be?

I have an incredible life. I'm living in the beautiful Bay Area just a ferry ride away from bustling San Francisco. I am at a great paying job, with amazing bosses. My family loves me, and do so many things. I have an incredible boyfriend, who even though I've been amazingly mad at is starting to shape up his act. I have family all over the place, people I'll call my family even though we aren't blood related. And they support me through thick and thin.

Yet I feel I must hide this feeling deep inside me. Even from my love. Because I feel I have trapped myself. I sat for so long and said how I wanted to go to school, wanted to better myself. While these things are true, I have developed new wants. I know that I must wait for these things, and that good things DO come to those who wait. I know that we have many things to do, like him getting more financially stable, and getting his debt paid. I'm willing to wait. Just don't judge me for knowing what my center pieces are going to look like, or what food I'm serving my guests. I'm a super planner as my mother has always pointed out. And even though I do understand a wedding would be atleast if not more than a year away, I a going to have basically everything ready for the day he says "Marry me?"

Get out of My Head!

I'll never understand why I keep dreaming about him. It's been months since we talked, and its been a crazy on and off friendship since we were at the mire age of 5. You have teased and played with my mind for so long, and I'd love to let you go. So please explain to me, why you won't? I'll never understand why you can't just be straight with me, and say you don't wanna be friends. Don't play this little game.

This song is a song only you would get. But you'll never be reading this. Maybe that's a good thing.

Breathe In Breathe Out Matt Kearny