I have recently decided that this summer, instead of being a hermit inside tucked away on my laptop, I would venture out into the town taking pictures here and there. Today I planned a huge trip to go down a local trail and take photos of trees and such, dampened with water from the recent downpour. Sadly, the trail was closed do to flooding or something. [I assume] Anyway, I then was only able to take a few photos which I shall post below. The last one is my least favorite, do to the fact my camera wouldn't cooperate. The rest I love, mainly after I edited them.

Puzzle.

I have recently came to a conclusion. That I am the one piece, in the puzzle of my life, that was meant to be in the other box. Yet, somehow ended up in this crazy mess. I long to know the story of how this happened, if maybe a small girl was putting a puzzle together on a gloomy day, and just as she peered out of the window, the sun peaked out. Once she saw this, she ran to the outdoors, still moist from the rain. Leaving the puzzle to sit there, as her younger sibling trekked through the house, upset over his sister hogging the swing on the swing set, or some other matter, bawled. The mother then, attempting to soothe the child, pulled out another puzzle. The child then managed to finish this, with help from his mother, when the girl ran in. She was upset after taking a nasty fall on her tricycle, and the mother rushed to her aid, kissing the wound away. While this happened, the mother called out, asking the boy to clean up the puzzle, in the childish frenzy, he accidentally picked one wrong piece, this being me, and placed it in the incorrect box. Or at least that's how i like to imagine it. It helps to have a reason, something to blame, for how I don't fit in with the others. Don't you agree?

Longing

I long to be the best girl.
The one that all the boys want.

I long to be the gorgeous girl.
The one who needs no makeup.

I long to be the confident girl.
The one who loves herself.

I long to be the skinny girl.
The one who wears bikinis in june.

I long to be the smart girl.
The one who aces tests with no sweat.

I long to be the athletic girl.
The one who plays pick up games with your friends.

I long to be the funny girl.
The one with all the jokes.

I long to be the perfect girl.
The one I'm clearly not.

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As the rumbling car makes its way along the worn down gravel road that has made it's rest along the ground, I find my eyes lifting from the novel they were engrossed in a minute before, they focus on what lies outside the smudged glassed wall. What I see, comes as no shock to my senses, I recognize the hills with lifeless grass that stands guard there, like a thousand tombs placed in a graveyard. There is only one unusual sight this day. The river current flows above the norm, the gentle waters sneaking their way upon the once dry land, like a snake creeping into the forbidden  garden shed. The peaceful water glistens, acting as it was at home in the murky field. After I took in this sight, my mind pondering it and the stories it holds, I find my eyes wandering back to the book of fantasy. The calm waters shall wait.

Ridicule

You say I am insecure 

but who the hell do you think did that to me?

for one thing I know for sure,

it's not at all who I want to be.

With all the laughs and ridicules

what the fuck do you expect to happen?

I want to know who made this rule,

To pick on me now and then

Wait scratch that line it's a lie

It's more them that, that's certain

You "don't know it" but you make me cry

I can't hold it back behind the curtain

forever and ever, that's fucking  impossible.

I smile and wave, the mask is worn

but what's going on inside is unstoppable 

for soon enough the curtain will be turned 

You will see the real me true and blue.

My question is, will I see you?

Mortal Mistake

Just wanted to say sorry for the spaceing, as blogger doesnt reconize indents. ): Anyway, here it is-



Once upon a time, there lived a goddess name Fauna. Fauna was set apart from any other goddess for the single reason that once she was born, her father, Zeus, saw her long fiery red hair, and became furious, for he assumed that her mother, Leonora, had cheated on him. Neither had the bright hair of the infant. Zeus then cursed her, imprisoning her to watch life from the clouds. The only way she could be free, was to become a lowly mortal and to end her life with the gods. Seventeen years later, is where the story truly begins.

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Fauna sighed deeply as she gazed down on earth. “ Why cant I be there? Among those with so little cares?” She pondered. She knew of course, the consequence for the freedom she longed. Her mother often warned her of the risks when she came for her seldom visits upon Faunas single cloud, and with the letters she sent along with Hermes. Fauna had the small feeling her mother knew of her longing and temptation to make that undoable choice, yet it didn’t stop her. She was constantly sending small tokens to the earth below, hoping, praying, that they would be noticed. It was such a dull life on her cloud., not much color besides the color she made by forming items and weather from thin air. That was a power she discovered a few years back. She remembered it as if it was only moments ago.
It was nearing winter, and everything was becoming gloomy and dull. Persephone had made way to the underworld to join Hades to pay her debt. Fauna was bored of the constant braiding of her long red hair, and talking to the not so chatty bird that occasionally flew by for a short moment. She then began to write. She wrote until her hands became numb. Writing came natural to her, she wrote poems and fairytales that she could only imagine the mortals below lived out. It was then, when she became so sad and lonesome thinking of the life she wished was hers, it happened. A single droplet of pure blue rain dropped onto her open book in front of her. She looked up, mesmerized. As a huge smile formed on her face then, her bad mood vanished, and a small butterfly came and landed right on her nose. Sadly, only minor things are in her ability , for she was there to bring small measures of happiness and joy to those who needed it most., and for pure enjoyment.
　
As the small breeze whispered through her hair, like a pebbled gracefully running across a river, she shivered. Then as she formed a small orb of heat, at her feet, she laid down to rest.
A few hours filled with tossing and turning , she awoke in a sweat. Her mind was out of the norm, she was anxious. Filled with longing for the warned life, she paced around the white cloud, covered in darkness aside from the small glow around the warm orb. “I cant live like this!” She shouted to herself. “I am an animal here! No freedom for what I truly desire! Its not fair!”
She wiped the sweat from her delicate brow, and called out to Zeus. “ Zeus! I know you can here me! Come here, please.” She begged. “ I have made my decision.” As the last words escaped from her mouth, in the far end of the cloud, a beam of bright light burst forth. There was a shadow, clearly of Zeus, lightning blot ready in hand.
“You awoke me from my sleep?” He said in an ornery tone.
“Yes. I’m Sorry.” Whispered Fauna. “ I wish to go to earth.”
Zeus smiled then, “I see. You are aware of the consequences?” He questioned, already knowing the answer.
“Yes.”
“So be it.” He said. Then taking his staff from his other hand, pointing it to her, he flicked it quickly forward, then it all went black.
In a daze, Fauna awoke to an unfamiliar smell. Grass! She had never seen it so close before! She bent down, chest pressed against the ground, and smelled the grass wet with dew, before she was startled.
“Do I want to know?” Asked a strange face. Fauna jumped, standing up swiftly, she patted her knee length dress down, wiping away the grass and dirt.
“Oh hello there!” She said in a cheery voice. “I am afraid I haven’t met you? I’m Fauna. Daughter of Z-” She cut herself off, she should know better then to say that! How much she has to learn!
“Fauna, Eh?” Said the mysterious boy. “I’m Liam. Are you new here?” He questioned.
Fauna looked around, she didn’t even know her location! She sighed to herself, then rubbing her forehead said, “Um.. Actually, mind telling me where I am?”
Liam tilted his head, clearly confused. “Well, This is New York City.” He said slowly, then added “in New York.” Then shifted his feet, giving a weak smile.
“Oh. Right. Silly me! How could I forget?” She said, trying to cover up her mix-up. She then looked down to her dress, then to Liam. How peculiar his clothes were! Look at the funny little dress with the seam in the middle, doesn’t even match the top and bottom! She thought to herself.
Little did Fauna know, as she was too busy being a critic of Liam’s clothes, Liam was doing the same. He looked to his stonewashed jeans, then at her faded emerald dress and silver bracelets and wondered why on earth was she wearing a dress, yet one so short, at this time? He then looked around, as the cold fall breeze brushed against his face. After a moment of awkward silence, he then began to walk his way out of central park. Before he was even five feet away, a hand grasped his arm. He looked up, staring into Fauna’s deep dark purple eyes.
“May I help you?” He asked.
“Can you help me?” She questioned, with her voice weak
Liam looked at her for a brief moment as if she was insane, but then cleared his throat then said, “With?”
Fauna’s eyes widened. She didn’t even know what she needed help with. She then looked down in silence, taking her hand away from his arm. They stared at each other for a short moment, then Liam looked back with a confused look on his face, then continued out from the park
As night was approaching fast, Fauna found a small bush in the middle of the park, where she knelt down. Taking her hands out in front of her, she attempted to make an orb. But, nothing happened. She tried a few more times, all resulting unsuccessful., before discovering the true problem. She was a mortal now. True, she remembered her past, but her abilities were no longer present. Curling up into a small ball against a cold brick divider, she sat alone in silence, thinking.
“What have I done?” She thought aloud. All the memories she once hated came flooding back; Her mother with her loving letters and warm hugs, the vibrant butterflies and flowers she had an endless supply of, the entertainment of watching earth all day and night. Oh how she missed them so dearly, even as it was only a day passed. She wept silently, realizing her great mistake.

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Fauna spent that night alone in central park, weeping silently to herself. She made the hast decision to leave the life she was blessed with, to go to one she knew little about., and regretted it. Take it upon yourself to learn from her mistake and be content with what’s given to you. For one simple mistake, could be the end of it all.

My scrambled thoughts on love

Love is a complicated thing. But if I have had learned on thing, it's that like just about everything else, I'm better at it when I go unseen.

My friends don't know much about my other life, and I don't like to tell them much about it either. But if you know me, you know things slip. 

I like to e-date. As crazy and lame as it sounds, I honestly think it's my only chance at love. I know I might be young, but still. I'm the ONLY girl in my class who doesn't either have a boyfriend or who someone is crushing on. No one has ever loved me. But online? they see me for my personality and they don't judge me by my looks, clumsiness, or stupidity. 

I treasure that. Its the one thing I like to count on. True, it won't last forever because whoever I date will find someone outside the virtual world, if they haven't already, and leave me. I'm at peace with that thought though. At least I had the time we shared. Because holding onto this e-dating gives me a small thought that someday, my non-pixilated prince will come, and we will ride off into the sunset.. never looking back.