Belief

"I believe in you." 

Those four words hang tightly in my mind,

Painted in earth tones on ceramic mugs. 

The paint has raised slightly, and every time I run my thumb over it,

It's you.

You're face is etched in my mind. 

Strong, commanding eyes that speak the wisdom of the ages. 

But your words tend to be laced with daggers - 

And I drop the mug, watching it shatter into tiny pieces - 

Each reflecting a moment of you. 

You're face covered in flour,

How we failed in making cookies,

Wearing the dessert more than baking it.

You're hands encased in the messily knitted gloves that I had once upon a time given you. 

You're eyes tilted slightly upwards, as we danced in the moonlight,

My pale colored dress twirling around in the warmth of the firelight. 

The night you gave me your sweatshirt -

When the rain was pouring  and you told me that you loved me. 

That you believed in me. 

And that night when I believed you.

Because I loved you too. 

Of Hipsters and Grandparents

I am getting new glasses, slightly under the "hipster" category and they are speckled brown. These paired with hairstyles similar to the one above, matched with my addiction to scarves is almost obscenely art student. And you know what? I couldn't be more okay with that. It's a stereotype that I don't totally mind slipping into. Because, I'm happy, and I think it's cute, and hey, I am a art student. Like, been there done that, hello Major.

I was blessed on Friday. I am blessed all the time, my friends are angels, my family is heaven. But real quick, I want to talk about my blessing on Friday.

I received a five thousand dollar check from my grandparents. Between that check, and the loans that I am getting from Western, I have officially covered my end of the bargain. When I opened the letter with the check tucked inside, I almost burst into tears. The load that the check took off my shoulders is truly significant. I owe my grandparents so much already for being so active in my life, but then to receive this.... It's incredible. I don't even know how to put into words what I am feeling. asknf;asnvournf;lskcno;ikajen.

That sort of covers it.

Anyway, things are smoothing over a tad, and school as per always seems to be speeding up. But graduation is almost here. I couldn't be happier.

Why is life so wonderful?

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Loneliness is a sucker punch to the throat. 

I need tomorrow. Breakfast with a beautiful girl, dinner with another beautiful girl.

And the show. Even though I've seen it already. I'm that kid. Awesome. 

BAH. I don't know what's all messed up right now. 

Sleep will do me good.

Sleep well, world.