Are you visiting me?

In my heart I imagine it's Kasey. Just sending a sign.


AStoryTeller*

Beach

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Wine love

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Ich Vermisse Dich

My new tattoo. It says "I miss you" in German. My cousin died last year, I miss her so much. And she was a cat lady, her cats were her world. I even included her initials in the angel cats belly. RIP Kasey.


AStoryTeller*

Realize please

People do not understand how their words and attitudes affects the ones around them. Instead of being mean, or judgmental, why not ask if the other person has had a hard week. Maybe give some reassuring words to let them know you're still appreciated and you do do a good job. Just think before creating an action. Many people are affected by your actions.

If I could build a house, near a beach, with a beautiful huge bay window, I'd just sit and right. I'd pop out book after book, and make my money by using my words. Maybe one day that will be a real life, but for now, my stories are still in my head. Most days I'm so damn exhausted from my full time job, I don't want to do anything at night. Boo.

When I take these pictures, words pop into my head, so I type them. And I really like this. Awesome.

Chaos

Pulsating people, run from side to side. The way my mind feels, can't begin to describe.

Simplicity

And I'm filled with darkness, but the light creeps through. I'm filled with sorrow, but your brightness shines through.

Numbers Extinct

A hundred tears, I’ve cried for you
A hundred years, I thought I’d see you through
A hundred questions forever left unanswered
A hundred tears and then a hundred more

A thousand words that can’t get through
A thousand lies, I tell to myself
A thousand heart beats until I sleep
A thousand silences wrapped around me

Can you hear me? I’ve asked a hundred times.
Are you near me? I’ve whispered a thousand times.
Why did this happen? I turn over a hundred more
The silence kills me every day of my life

A hundred people miss you every day
A hundred of your smells engulf me every day
A hundred pictures scattered on my floor
A hundred years all alone

A thousand times I’ve thought I moved on
A thousand times you’ve brought me to my knees
A thousand times the memories buckle me
A thousand times I’ve whispered:
“I’ll love you for always, and I’ll see you one day”

Written by: Heather Rankin

I'm back.

On July 5th, my cousin Kasey died. When she died I just shut diwn. Instead of keeping up with my blog and expressing how I felt, I just closed up. But I'm back, after 7 months. But I'm going to write on here daily. I think it will do me good. I love talking about myself. Tomorrow is Valentine's day. Oh joy, I'm going to the movies soon.