the moon is a magnet, everyone's at it, everyone's had it.

love is a sadness, love is a madness

we are the addicts.

what are we if we're not in love?

these are the cages, a kiss is contagious, it will betray us all

a kiss will betray us all

somebody told me that everyone's phony,

'til somebody's lonely. i hope that you're lonely

i hope that you're only waiting to phone me

here are some good people. & me.

maybe we, why don't we sit right here for half an hour? we'll speak of what a waste i am.. and how we missed your beat again.

as always.

Good God if your song leaves our lips,

If your work leaves our hands

Then we will be wonders and vagabonds.

They will stare and say how empty we are,

How the freedom we had turned us up as dead men.

Let us be cold, make us weak

Let us, because we all have ears

Let us, because we all have eyes,

Good God.

How they knew that this would happen,

We're so run down..

Good God! Can you still get us home?

How can we still get home?

I'm not dreaming

We're forgetting our forgiveness .

it would be really nice, if you and i could just start over.

So hold your head up high and know

It's not the end of the road

Walk down this beaten path before

You pack your things and head home

At the end of the road

You'll find what you've been longing for

You'll find what you've been longing for at the end of the road

I know 'cause my feet have the scars to show

I was lost with vague direction and no place to call home...

i'm finally seeing this band tonight. live, legit right infront of my eyes with my best friend at my favourite festival of all time. this is something i've wanted since i was like, 14. i'm just so excited. i'll always love underoath, even when i can't stand hardcore. true story.

“I would have to say that it’s very honest. I always tell people that it’s just me. Sometimes bring in some of my friends, but it’s mostly just me and a guitar. I sing songs that make me sad or make me wonder. At the heart of everything, it is just very honest music. I hope that’s what people find appealing.”-Dallas Green

shine, love is an action

shine, oh it starts with a passion

we want to be a heart that's pure

so all will see that we are yours

shine

2010; so far so good.

seriously. new years was terrible, but other than that i've had an amazing holiday in australia with my family, i've spent time with my best friends, i've been to a conference that changed my life. now i just feel so free, so positive that this year is going to rule. i've been officially accepted into my house of prayer internship and i start mid-february. i'm so.. happy (:

take this beaten heart and let it beat for you.

Your words are my food, your breath my wine. You are everything to me.

i am my beloved's and he is mine, so come into your garden and take delight in me.

4678) I wish you loved me but you don't, so I'm gone and leaving you alone.

i am free. i am free. i am free.

why do i let my heart get involved so easily? why am i always just the friend? why do i constantly, time and time again lay my heart out so people can walk right over me? i do it to myself. it's all in my head. i get jealous because i can't be her, not that i want to be her.. i just want to be loved like she is. not even by you, i just want someone to love me like you love her. this isn't the first time this has happened. but i let myself get carried away. i give myself false hope that maybe there's something. and then i get let down. boy, i only want to be your best friend. why are you holding back on me? i tell you everything because i want you to know me. but it would be nice to know you too. i'll step away for awhile now and get myself together. my heart needs a rest.

you know i'd walk a thousand miles if i could just see you, if i could just hold you, tonight.

these. all of these.

every atom of me

and every atom of you.

you keep appearing in my dreams. it's like you're there and i can reach out for you... and then you're gone. and i wake up and you're still gone. maybe i'll tell you one day, what you do to me. even now. but probably i won't.

my head told my heart,

"let love grow"

but my heart told my head,

"this time no, this time no."

no matter how many times i try to stop myself, i always come back to you. and it always hurts.

“How much does your life weigh? Imagine for a second that you’re carrying a backpack. I want you to pack it with all the stuff that you have in your life, you start with the little things. The shelves, the drawers, the knickknacks, then you start adding larger stuff. Clothes, tabletop appliances, lamps, your TV. The backpack should be getting pretty heavy now. You go bigger. Your couch, your car, your home, I want you to stuff it all into that backpack. Now I want you to fill it with people. Start with casual acquaintances, friends of friends, folks around the office, and then you move into the people you trust with your most intimate secrets. Your brothers, your sisters, your children, your parents and finally your husband, your wife, your boyfriend, your girlfriend. You get them into that backpack, feel the weight of that bag. Make no mistake your relationships are the heaviest components in your life. All those negotiations and arguments and secrets, the compromises. The slower we move the faster we die. Make no mistake, moving is living. Some animals were meant to carry each other to live symbiotically over a lifetime. Star crossed lovers, monogamous swans. We are not swans. We are sharks.”

—	Up In The Air

you are the brightest star, and i'm in love with who you are.

this is my new favourite band. mumford & sons. i heard their cd for 2 minutes in a bikini shop in the gold coast, and i bought it the next day. i haven't stopped listening to it for 5 days. listen and fall in loooooove.

maybe being sick isn't such a bad thing after all. i have an excuse to look at the beautiful blogs that belong to you beautiful people. i'm feeling very inspired, seeing pretty words and pictures on your blogs, sitting in my dressing gown with a cup of coffee, listening to mumford & sons. very inspired indeed.

i am very ill :(

love will not betray you,

dismay or enslave you

it will set you free

but there will come a time you'll see

with no more tears

and love will not break your heart

but dismiss your fears

get over your hill and see, what you find there

with grace in your heart and flowers in your hair

home, sweet home.