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"WEST COAST"

For a second there i thought you disappeared

It rains a lot this time of year

And we both go together if one falls down

I talk out loud like you’re still around

And i miss you

I’m going back home to the west coast

I wish you woulda put yourself in my suitcase

I love you

Standin all alone in a black coat

I miss you

I’m goin back home to the west coast

And if you shake her heart enough she will appear

Tonight i think i’ll be stayin here

And you never did like this town

I talk out loud like you’re still around

No nooo!

And i miss you (ooooh)

I’m goin back home to the west coast

I wish you woulda put yourself in my suitcase

I love you

Standin all alone in a black coat

I miss you

I’m goin back home to the west coast

So pack up the bags to beat back the clock

Do i let her sleep or should i wake her up

You said

We both go together if one falls down

Yeah right, heh

I talk out loud like you’re still around

No noo!

And i miss you (ooooh)

I’m goin back home to the west coast

I wish you woulda put yourself in my suitcase

I love you

Standing all alone in a black coat

I miss you

I’m goin back home to the west coast

listen here!

camera as an extension of your hand

location photography project one.

shooting with your camera as if it were an extension of your arm.

step one: choose an activity you do daily - yoga

step two: shoot a roll while moving through said activity 

step three: develop roll

step four: print the besties (3 - 5) 

step five:  post them on flickr

..here's a sneak peek

and the link to my flickr account (if you want more) 

have a lovely sunday, y'all!

just like yours.

i stay in bed and listen to good music on sundays

favourite book - stars

i was always late
you never afraid that we could be falling
all our friends would say
that maybe we should wait
but they can't see what's coming

and to this day when everything breaks
you are the anchor that holds me

and that is why we'll always make it
how i know your face
all the ways you move
you come in
i can read you, you're my favorite book
all the things you say
the way you shift your eyes
i never knew there was someone to make me come alive

when the days are long and the thunder with the storm can always get me crying
well you can make my bed, i'll fall into it
shattered but not lonely
cause i never knew a home
until i found your hands and when i'm weathered you come to me you're my best friend

and that is why we'll always make it
how i know your face
all the ways you move
you come in
i can read you, you're my favorite book
all the things you say
the way you shift your eyes
i never knew there was someone to make me come alive

and when we're making love
i'd give everything up for your touch

how i know your face
all the ways you move
you come in
i can read you, you're my favorite book
all the things you say
the way you shift your eyes
i never knew there was someone to make me come alive
and when you go to work
all the day i wait for you to come home
and we can have time in our little place
our little place

new hampshire - matt pond pa

i saw a modest dream 
the kind that can’t speak up 
and lost before it’s let out 
in the north we hold our tongues 

but down here i believe 
when you pull your hair back it’s so easy to see 
this has not been thought through 
there are things that we’ve done that we cannot undo 
there are things i can’t hear when we’re telling the truth 

at a table out in bethel 
when i was thirteen 
the criminals were saying 
liked how i was silent 

the cold was the container 
for the sparseness of our speech 
the expression in our hands 
was all that we’d need 

but down here i believe 
that i made a big deal with a girl that can’t bleed 
now I see red and black 
and evening that kills i want to take it back 
an evening that kills and i can’t take it back 

i’m going home back to new hampshire 
i’m so determined 
to lay in lakes and see my sisters 
i will hit my brother and hold my mother 

this probably won’t work out 
we might not live forever 
while there’s nothing to confess 
please pay attention 

and i know that it’s brief 
there’s not nearly enough in one night to have seen 
what you had in your hand 
was much more than the gold that i let go to grab 
so much more than the gold that i let go to grab

why i love the couv

reason # 16:

i can longboard in january.  

!!!!!!!!!!!