I carry your heart with me

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

2011

Talk about pre-mature so-in-so's...

But this blog. This personal blog. Is like a note to self blog. An in depth note.

I'm not going to say 2011 will be a better year because I'm not so sure about it. But I will say that I will change things about my life for the better and hope to do good, have as much fun, and make as much money as possibly.

Im completely afraid of saying the next thing to do in the new year but I'll do it.

Get dad's number. Call. Get address. Visit. - I can't forgive. I fear. But I'll try.
All though I'm fine, I just can't get past it. During homecoming I got really secretly emotional because all the girls were being walked out by their father. I just had a sudden brush of sadness because if I were nominated I wouldn't have my father to walk me. And sure, I have Michael who has been more of a father now a days, I can't be selfish. He has other kids. He has grand-kids. And here, I just want someone to wine to and blame and beg for money. I just can't. And I would completely love to kill someone who sits around and complains about their father being annoying. But I was that girl too. Lawrencia gave me that talk about complaining about something that you can gladly use while others, like herself, do not have that liberty. Karma?