san diego brings out the best in me...

or is it san deigo?

I speak for the trees

"unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. it's not"

we all are hunters. hunting for something that will make us okay.

“You were a million years of work,”
Said God and His angels, with needle and thread.
They kissed your head and said,
“You’re a good kid and you make us proud."

I AM AN ARTIST!

Guys, I seriously am.

Psych.

Updates!

It has been SO LONG since our last post!
Let me fill you in from hen to now:

• Sleeping at Last 
• Apologia
• Praxis (TWO churches?! yes.)
• The Bobes
• Deadly illnesses
• Luke, Cheryl, Sprout and Catherine
• Tax returns
• New tattoos...??! Who knows.
• My other, personal, blog
• Hunger

16

despite our obvious differences, it's clear that we are twins paigey... and how, do you ask, do two people such as us come together? a 16 and 21 year old, a spit fire and a calm, cool, and collected, a messy and a clean...er(?). well obviously some bigger event is taking place when people like us get together. so thank God things are falling into place with our friendship even when all else around us seems to fall apart. and thank God we both love puns and mewithoutYou and books and being neurotic and introspective and all that stuff. i can't explain why i live on your floor, but i'm glad to do it:)

Good Use of Time:

Alphabet of Assaults