The Beauty That I See

I look outside my window
I see the sky and the trees
And I think to myself
What is this beauty that I see?
It's not always attention drawing
But then you look again
I see the colours in every green leaf
I see the beautiful curves of the valley beneath my house
I see the way the branches twist and turn helping eachother dance.
Then I frown
When I realize what we're doing to the world we love.
I look outside my window
And I think, I don't want to lose this unexpected beauty . . .

Alex Pardee

My friend recently told me about the artist and i fell in love! Amazing work , www.eyesuckink.com

Mischeif

I see the mischeif in your little eyes
When you've done something daring
Afraid of how I will react
But at the same time, thinking your too smart
And that I won't figure it out.
Your the most funniest, cutest, mischeiviest little boy I know.
I see the mischeif in your eyes.
And it makes me smile.

To Hold A Child in Your Arms

I went to the supermarket today and i saw lots of little babies, and i thought that it must be so wonderful to hold a child in your arms and be able to call it yours, to be able to say hey i made this, you belong to me. To see their little hands waving around and grabbing at new things, to see their eyes wide watching everything and then to see them scrunch up their eyes when their confused or mad. I don't know, i just think it would be wonderful to have a kid.

Talking Heads

Doing art homework . . .

Currently . . .

Reading the Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass, An American Slave. I have to read it for my English class but it's actually kind of interesting, it really makes me despise everything and anything to do with slavery. I don't understand how the human race could be so creul just because of a simple difference. I mean, I know the human race is actually quite violent but at the same time the human race as a whole all want to just be accepted for who they are. So why ? do people reject so much if they themselves want to be accepted with their faults ? 

I LOVE THE WAY YOU MAKE ME SMILE

Why Do You Affect Me So ? ? ?

Why do your eyes affect me so?

Why do I have to see them dripped in sorrow?

With someone so tall and so safe

Why do I see little fun?

Why do I even care?

What are you to me?

You've done me no right

But you didn't do wrong either.

It's your attention

I play for

I want you hanging on to my every word

Laughing at all my jokes

I want to see your eyes

Sparkle when you look at me

The way mine do

When I look at you.

Why does this become a game?

How is all this confusion fun?

Why do humans act and play and tease

Eachother

They just make it more and more

Complicated

And difficult to fall in love.

I'm not asking for romance

I just want a friend

I can pour out both my heart and my tears too

Someone who doesn't care that I was wrong

And still sticks to my side

Someone who will make me smile

When I'm depressed

But also someone who knows how to just listen.

Why do your eyes affect me so?

WITH NO ONE TO TALK TO, WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY?

Sunshine

The morning sun
Gives me light
It shows me fun
And when its night
And the sun is gone
I revel with the moon
And its dimmed flight
My heart yearns for their beauty
And when sleep comes
To take me away
I am afraid to close my eyes
For fear they will not open
Again to see
The morning sun.
It gives me light.

See Me

See my face

See yours

See my blue eyes

and your green ones

See this nose

you have the same one

And your long brown hair

Thats mine too

Its a different face everyday

But its the one we can say

Is ours

<3

Gede Ruins - Precious Ruins

Don't Know What to Say

At a loss for words

My mouth won't open

It has nothing left to say

Nothing left to add

When a thought pops into my head, I shy away

And think that better be left unsaid.

I think about my opinions and my dreams

Do people really care, when they ask

Should I even bother reaching for the stars

When people block my touch

I want to feel the burn of light

The feeling of something done

So I reach out again and again

Just to be shot down

At a loss of words

It has nothing left to say

Then you think should I even try

When you already know they've won?

Yes.

Reach out again and again

Until your hand's too quick for theirs

Because when you finally get hold of that dream

You know nothing will ever try to stop you again.

At a loss for words

My mouth won't open

But not because of a pitiful shyness

But because of a newfound powerful hope
That overuns those lions.

The Ocean Holds my Heart

When the ocean waves wash the shore

I feel my worries and my sorrows fall

To fall in love is something great

And the ocean holds all my weight

When life tries to drown me

I see the sea and float

Life gives me pain and the water sees it away

To fall in love is something great

And I know the ocean holds my heart to date.

i want my friends to get blogs cause im starting to get bored talkin to myself . . . 

BE BOLD

Africa . . .

I live in Africa, what else am I supposed to say. Its different, especially since this is the first time I've lived in a thirdworld country and im still deciding if i like it. At times i hate so much, i mean theres no freedom here, i cant just go out and walk on the street down to the mall or anything. I could except theres always the chance of being mugged and everyone stares at the white girl as she walks past. Its not as if i can catch the bus down to my friends house, there is no bus. I find it really difficult living here, plus i miss all my friends in australia, still. But even when its hard and im totally bored out of my brains i find myself admiring the raw beauty and environment that surrounds me. I mean, i live in Africa, its kind of amazing. Just boring.

Pichas . . .

Photography

I happen to have a major passion for photography and i though to share it with the world so here are some pictures. I do everything really, im not set to one theme. This one is my sister, we were playing with fashion photography and ended up with a whole series of photos similar to this one. I'm actually quite proud because it was my first time trying fashion photography, most of my photography is conservational or just of things i see everyday. But I'll keep posting as i go. Enjoy

LOOKBOOK.nu: "ooh la" by Kirill Kochanov

LOOKBOOK.nu: "ooh la" by Kirill Kochanov: "70 Jacket from H&M, 23 Skinny Jeans from H&M, 58 Shoes from Vans"

dude my friends got me hooked on this fashion website its awesome,, plus this guys kinda good looking so even better for me :P

Freedom is Flying . . .

I just finished my tenth grade exams for the year, next year im a junior! :P I did all right in them im a bit worried about the math ones though. Point is im now on my summer holidays, am soo excited, im going to go crazy with my photography and post it all to this blog. Im new at the whole blogging thing so my apoligies for lame posts. :D

What If . . .

If the world was flat would life be different? If we all said what we thought would we hurt or would we be used to it? If I wasn't me but in fact someone else would there be another me somewhere else thinking the same thing? If green wasn't green but in fact blue, would we call it blue or green? If I was blonde instead of brunette, would my personality be different? If I had brothers would I want sons? If art is expressing yourself then what is talking?