we can see a movie or
maybe we can see a play on saturday or maybe we can roll a tree and feel the breeze and listen to a symphony or maybe chill and just be,
or maybe maybe we can take a cruise and listen to the roots
or maybe eat some passion fruit or maybe cry to the blues or maybe we could…
…just be silent
all the boys think it’s cake when they taste my woohoo. you don’t even need a plate, just your face, ha, woohoo — licky licky yum yum; what a great guy, woohoo - now kiss on my woohoo - all over my woohoo..
•finish one painting a week. •try at least ten new restaurants. •work on my cupcake blog. •make sure my ass is in my ballet classes every week. •take classes in new styles of dance. •stop dying my hair. •get a new tattoo and/or piercing. •finally get my permit. •go out more. •stress less. •live my life for me.
“Do you remember when…your close friends became strangers, lollipops turned into cigarettes, the innocent ones turned into sluts, homework goes in the trash, soda became vodka, kisses turned into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst thing you could get from boys/girls were cooties? Dads shoulders were the highest place on earth and mom was your hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest, the only drug you knew was cough medicine, wearing a skirt didnt make you a slut, the only thing that hurt you was skinned knees and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? And we just couldn’t wait to grow up…..” ____Unknown Via: My Bf.”—
i finally bought my ballet slippers!! i just left capezo and the sales girl was so nice and patient and helpful. well, it’s her job—at least she didn’t have an attitude like i would’ve.
i bought a black pair. typical ava, i know. i almost bought the traditional pink pair until i realized that i’m a grown ass woman, and i can wear whatever the hell i want. (really, in adult classes, you can wear what you want.)
now i need to find a school that has adult summer classes.
Alice in Wonderland syndrome (AIWS, named after the novel written by Lewis Carroll), also known as Todd’s syndrome, is a disorienting neurological condition which affects human perception. Sufferers may experience micropsia, macropsia, and/or size distortion of other sensory modalities. A temporary condition, it is often associated with migraines, brain tumors, and the use of psychoactive drugs. It can also present as the initial sign of the Epstein-Barr Virus (see mononucleosis). Anecdotal reports suggests that the symptoms of AIWS are fairly common in childhood, with many people growing out of them in their teens. It appears that AIWS is also a common experience at sleep onset.
each morning i get up, i die a little; can barely stand on my feet. take a look in the mirror and cry—what’d you do to me? i spent all my years believing you—i just can’t get no relief! lord! somebody!
“what is family? is it just a genetic chain, parents and offspring, people like me? or is it a social construct, an economic unit, optimal fr children rearing and divisions of labor? or is it something else entirely: a store of shared memories, say? an ambit of live? a reach across the void?”—barack obama, dreams from my father.