On My Way.

Hey. I hope that while you are reading this, there's no judgement. I write to express. And that's all there is to this. I hope that somewhere in this heap of words you'll find something. We're all just finding ourselves out there, but we needn't do it alone.
I wish you love.




Tuesday, March 3, 2009

random another day, please.
 a little syncopated stab on the turnaround, the sudden chop of an augmented chord, a note help against the tide of harmony, a judiciously flattened fifth, a seventh bent in sensuous microtones. then a passing soulful dissonance.
 Ian McEwan-Saturday
i swear that he was only writing about someone playing the blues on the guitar. wow.
 
   
i wished i had something concrete to actually post.
not that i had any before, but still, a post with a lot of words wouldnt be too bad. :(
ahhhhhhh, i did the dumbest thing in my life ever today.
   
i'd have to say that i was pretty dissapointed, she is one of my favourites.
but still, i think she's got a lot of talent.
and she's barely 18?!?!?
hopefully, she'll get a second chance,because i feel her talent deserves it.
will be waiting for her on flickr.

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