Words from my head.

I swear, I have more blog posts saved as drafts than I do posts that I've posted. I cannot promise any of those drafts to be finished and posted in a timely manner. I leave for college in one month and three days. Holy macaroni.

I've been doing a lot of journaling lately, and thought the world might like to hear some of my 'power lines' that I hope to stem a story of sorts off of, along with some 'Shalyn-isms' as Jacob likes to call them. The following messages have been edited by my discretion. I do not care what you think of them, but I hope you enjoy them.

July 6th, 2013

Religion is a funny thing. I can't honestly say I do or do not believe in God or Buddha or whatever, but I've grown up in Christianity, so it's a comforting idea. But I think this Jesus fellow would like me. Not because I say my prayers and all that, but because I am exactly who he's meant for me to be. I think if God's real, he made all of us exactly the way we were meant to be. He intended for many to stray and/or be terrible humans. He knows what he's doing. We really need to stop hating on each other. We're all right.

July 8th, 2013

SURPRISE! Jacob-isms happen too! Enjoy this one.

"The emotions are what make you you."

And one from an unremembered date.

"I think you're a real friend, but a fake bitch."

July 3rd, 2013

". . . everything seemed to have this gentle glow, like it was showing off for me."

"I want someone to be laying in the sun, quietly reading with me. I want someone to put their arm around me when the sunset chills roll in. I want someone to curl up in blankets with me and talk as the moon comes up . I want someone to look at me the way I look at the sunsets and the moon and the beaches. I want someone to look at me and smile because I am the best thing in their world."

July 11th, 2013

"They threw each other wayward looks, but never at the same time.

They read the same books, but at different paces.

Everything fit but the timing.

Perhaps someday they'd see the same thing at the same time.

But today was not that day."

"How lucky are we to have found each other so early.

How sad that it can't work out.

How hopeful for what's to come."

". . .It would be the beginning of a beautiful thing. 

But beautiful things always end in sorrow.

So for now, it's best that you don't."