In Closing

I didn't realize how much time I don't have to do this. So, I'm doing it now:)
2009
This year, I had some sort of personal enlightenment. I started this blog. I wrote and wrote posts, stories, songs. I made four new bestfriends. I lost two. I fell in love, fell out of love, and then actually fell in love. The first time wasn't real. I lead someone on to bring them to God. I failed. I think. Michael Jackson died. I taught myself to play guitar. I became the wind. I grew closer to Jesus. Immensely so. I found where I belong, where my heart is: Boston. I threw a penny off the top of the Empire State Building. I walked into the ocean at sunset on the Boston Harbor. I got my braces off. I directed a musical. I learned who I am. Somewhat x). I stuck out of my house everynight this summer to look at the stars. I found a new favorite band. I struck inspiration, and passed it on. I fell off a third tier top bunk everyday. I embraced a thunderstorm. I was given a glowstick bracelet and a white Christmas light. I found my identity in necklaces. I said goodbye, I said you're beautiful, I said Let Me Be The Wind.
And the ball dropped.

Follow Through

My past is exhausting. Why did I put up with those people?
Oh, that's right.
I didn't.
When I felt too depended on, I fled.
I...
I don't like that.
That's not a good way to handle things.
But that's what I do.
Whyyyyyyy?
I can't be depended on.
It's like an illness.
Age truly doesn't matter enough to be an aspect in understanding.
All those notes.
Ugh. They make me sick.
I deny change too often.
Everyone changes.
I change drastically, for better and worse, but at the same time I don't.
I still wear my black chucks, and blast Hutch in my room.
But I don't compromise standards anymore.
I owe a lot of people apologies, I just don't know if they'd take me seriously.
RJF'N: "Let it go."
Alright.
I'll try that.

All hail the heartbreaker.

All good things come to end. Don't you hate when you feel like you should go sit in a corner of some dirty dungeon because you did the right thing?
The best to love something is to realize that it might be lost.
A lot of the time we think that we're heartbroken, when really...we're just behind. We haven't caught up with the other persons feelings or thoughts. Don't feel bad.
If it happens, It's meant to be.
If it's meant to be, it'll happen.
Every little thing is gonna be alright.

JJ- You taught me how you dream. I'll teach you how to love.

I think the first time I ever talked to you was on facebook chat. Something about blue mountain dew. The next day I was going to Six Flags. You gave me your number. And I texted you about how much I hate roller coasters. Then I started writing, and you started reading:). You agreed with pretty much everything I wrote about. We kept saying that we should start hanging out. But we never really got around to it. Then I asked you about Falls Creek. Then You came to be a Purple Pirate with me. You made me a bracelet and we hugged and cried together. Somewhere in between that you adopted me. x)). Then the day that I went to get my scoliosis test, I saw you outside school and I got out of the car and hugged you. Then we had a mutual...umm...experience. I'm glad you flew away from that. :) The wind doesn't need that.
OH. Ohhhh:) Then you were named the wind, like me.:) Actually, I chose that name. And he respected my choosing and saw our similarities. I like that. We're the Wind now. I like having you to be the Wind with me. A lot of people don't understand what it means.
You understand me. I know of...three..and a half people who really really understand me. I know a lot of people. So, being one of those three and a half... that's special. :) Every little doodle I put on every note. They all have a reason. They all have weird Lexie thoughts backing them up. You get that:) People don't understand why we laugh. I don't really understand it ^_^. But I respect mystery. We were just two girls, now we're best friends. Now we're the wind.
You taught me how to dream. I'll teach you how to love.

Jump.

What do you say to taking chances? What do you say to jumping off the edge? Never knowing if there's solid ground below, or a hand to hold, or Hell to pay. What do you say?
Worrying is stupid. Like...I just don't understand it. In any situation worrying is stupid. If someone has cancer. What is worrying going to do? O.o Nothing. If someone gets hit by a semi on Christmas day. Worryyyyinggg. Instead you should be talking or loving or taking pictures or making memories or remembering memories or telling stories. It's kind of sad really. People spend they're whole lives worrying.

They worry so much that it becomes a distraction from every chance and opportunity. Or, they get that stupid nostalgia thing. If it's not right now, then it's not supposed to be right now.
If it happens, it's meant to be.
If it's mean to be, it'll happen.

Of Substance.

I've got the sun in the morning and the moon at night.
I look in your eyes and know it'll be alright.
I don't care about tomorrow.
I'm in love with today.
I've got one life to live,
and I like it that way.
Let's get out of this town.
We were meant for much more.
Let's chase the sky,
embrace the whole world.

Colbie.

I'm not sure how to start this oneee. Ok, so I used to listen to songs about how...You like a guy but he doesn't like you and you can't seem to man up (figure of speech) enough to tell him that you like him so instead you write a song about it. Actually. I've written about...seven of those songs.. ANYWAYS. :) I could relate to them. And now I can't.
I like that.
I'm really big on comfort.
I listen to music that makes me comfortable, and I look at pictures that make me comfortable. I surround myself with people that make me comfortable. I eat food that makes me comfortable and I go places that make me comfortable. I light candles a lot and doodle alot and wear hoodies a lot because those things make me comfortable.
All my thoughts are dancing around. ^_^I kind of want a puppy...
What I'm saying:
I have no idea.
:)

< Blizzard 3

Love is when your boyfriend asks you to stay up until 12:00 am on Christmas Eve, so He can be the first to wish you a Merry Christmas.
:)

Lexie.

Sunflowers. Rain. Wind. Bracelets. Photographs. Acoustic. Emily. God. Free. Observant. Curious. Classic. Ocean waves. Augustana. Mexico. Composition notebooks. Utica Square. Boston. Old Jeep. Winter. Artist. There. Love. True. Deep. Dark blue and purple nailpolish. Grandma's ring. Birds. Dreamcatchers. Bonnie. Polka-dotted backpack. Mellow. Candles. Pillows. Leaves on the ground. Warm sunrise. Lalala. Starbucks. Sunrise River hat. Black Chuck Taylor's. Books. Nice. Sweet. Saved. Smirk. Smile. Born in black and white. Unsure. Fearless.

Kiss Me Goodbye

I'm defying gravity.