purples the color of royalty i hear!

I PUT PURPLE IN MY HAIR!!!
for any other teenager in the world this is a perfectly normal thing to do. ummm, hello have you seen anything i've ever written?
my mother is uber conservative, uber traditional, uber everything i'm not.
so i did it.
granted, it was just my bangs, but it made me feel good! Like I was, i don't know, living?! I may regret this in a week or so but oh well. At least I did it.
Ahaaaahaha, I know I sound lame, but you know that's why you love me :)
Chase your dreams! Dye your hair, change your wardrobe, cut your bags.
Do whatever you want, and who cares what they say.
At the end of the day, you only answer to yourself.
Don't go to sleep with a heart full of unanswered questions and a pocket full of unchased dreams.
Good night world :)

the great perhaps and other things

i finished reading tuesdays with morrie, and i would really appreciate it if you would read it.
there are a handful of books that will rock you to your core, cut you open so deeply and force you to analyze whats inside of you, and this is one of those books.
it made me realize that i want to be something more. i have taken a zillion breaths and a billion steps to nowhere and back, and i still don't know where i'm going.
you want to know why i started blogging?
because i'm terrified of being forgotten. i am terrified that once i die people will mourn me for a few months, and then i will only come up in casual conversation around the holidays. and then after that not at all. it will be like i never existed.
i don't want to be forgotten. i am so scared that i will live only to realize once i'm dying that I never truly did. i want to get up off my lazy ass and make my dreams come true, but to be completely honest i wouldn't even know where to start.
so i stay here in my head where it's comfortable and safe, and i never venture out.

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goals

I have a new summer goal because I gave up on the old one and I can never follow through on anything.
I want to be published.
There, I've said it out loud, and that is one step closer to actualization. Because when you turn thoughts into words you turn them into possibilities.
Chase your dreams, fellow internetters!
Happy day-after-fourth-of-july :)

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I hate myself for it.

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heavy footsteps

I hate feeling like there is so much to do and not doing anything.

I don't like it here anymore.

This house is too small for me, and the walls, the purple painted walls, are closing in on me.

Back up. Please back up. I am not ready for such discontent.

Leave me to my own devices.

The windows taunt me, the door calls to me, and the road beckons my feet come closer.

It's that easy.

Walk off into the sunset, hitchhike your way to freedom, and don't look back.

Carry your past in your heart. I cannot promise you that you will not miss it because you certainly will. Even as you march on to freedom your footsteps will be heavy with the weight of what you have left behind.
Choose wisely, little one.

There are no second chances.