nothing

nothing in the world can compare to love. love is priceless. yet it is the richest thing you can have. you can love anything. a book, a person, a song, a day. but look where we are, with hate all around us. why? im going to figure it out. i look at the stars and see the world flash by my eyes. i put on some music, turn off the light, and my curtains. and i feel peace. lately i cant get to that peace. the things i hear other people saying. i know if ispeak up ill explode. so i dont. right now, everyone just waits for something unexpected. or something more than expected. what happened to one good deed per day. what happened to complementing everyone you see. im going to confront people when they  tell things i dont like to others and simply ask why they just said that. "sticks and stones might break my bones, but words will never hurt me"-i forgot
"faliure is the first step to sucsess"- me but someone else could have said it before me

in comparison

ive been digging out my old journals and notebooks. seeing how things change over time. the world has been changing too. and me the world are neck and neck.  but i keep going reverse, and then the world takes a break. but when i start running again, earth keeps throwing things at me over the shoulder. its unfair i say. then i look and im in the lead again. over my shoulder earth is speeding up.

Tucson shooting

sometimes life sneaks up on you. sometimes it misses you and gets others. but we all have to remember, whatever happens is done. life is tricky, life is crazy. life is horribly, wonderfully, stupidly, amazingly, brilliantly beautiful. life has sunck up on us. this time with great impact all over our delicate bodies. one more thing, this may mean something, but either way, it's our jobs to keep on living. and  see how we can make our world, a little less crazy, one step at a time. i hope this means something to everyone.


~solistar

elis

elis spun around and did a double take. nothing made sense. these adults had designed what they owned very oddly. all the houses were different. some adults seemed sad like they miss theyre familes. others happy to be in eachothers and only eachothers presence.

publishing

publishing is definently in my future. i dont know much about it so i need to reach out to my readers and ask you to help me. i want to publish somethings in my future ive already started on. so does anyone know how to get my future books out there?


~solistar

listening

although i do a lot of writing. i do more listening. listen. listen. listen. i listen to my friends and they become apart of me. i listen to music and it becomes apart of me. and then i think and play it in my mind. then i edit and reformat it and change it and i think. weve all been saying what the first person to speak said just edited and changed into all our words now.

hello world

ive been thinking and i have realized that i have been thinking for the past seven years and now i have stop thinking and started doing. i meant i rather wish i was the main character in many of my stories. their lives are so exciting and mysterious. i love my stories so i try to think and think so hard ill fall asleep and dream of them, but its very hard. what im saying is  instead of being a quiet girl  who you  see on your way to class and writing in her journals. im going to start living my stories.


"pain follows peace, but peace follows pain."
     ~myself
"live love laugh...and learn"
  ~myself