I'm Natalie and I live in Portland. Ya know, the place with a bajillion coffee shops and hundreds of thrift stores. And of coarse every once in a while you'll see the guy with the red dread locks riding a unicycle in suspenders. I write poetry when the idea comes to me suddenly or usually when I'm texting my best friend, Lora. I go to an art school and love to draw and paint. Yes, I have been in love, and he's at my school now, but through it all I find my self STILL in love with him. We hang out pretty often, but of coarse not often enough. We're still pretty good friends. |
Her eyes are like stardust,
Wrapped in an indigo night sky...
Every time I look at those stairs , I remember all...
Hate is the strongest,
of all emotions...
Fall
Fall to me...
I remember when my rubber lining was still white
When my all stars sticker still read...
Your secrets are merely words I do not wish to catch. |
Did my dad seriously just say "fantabulous"? |
For Narnia! |