leave me your stardust

If you'll be my boat, I'll be your sea
The depth of pure blue just to probe curiosity
Ebbing and flowing and pushed by a breeze
I live to make you free, I live to make you free
And you can set sail to the west if you want to
Past the horizon til I can't even see you
Far from here where the beaches are wide
Just leave me your wake to remember you by

If you be my star, I'll be your sky
You can hide underneath me and come out at night
When I turn jet black and you show off your light
I live to let you shine, I live to let you shine
You can skyrocket away from me
And never come back if you find another galaxy
Far from here with more room to fly
Just leave me your stardust to remember you by

I miss my buffy..

My doggie, Buffy, died today. He was ten years old, & died fat, gay, & a virgin... but I loved him so much, still. Despite his twistedness.

I have no one to secretly feed the scraps of my dinner to under the table.The big friendly, full-of-joy dog that I love is gone. & I miss him to death....

I just wish I could go back to yesterday, & un-hit him for chewing up my friend's Christmas present. =(

Man, pray for my family. This has been really hard.

How can losing an animal hurt so bad?

my phone is ruined and i have to go fix it because I cried so hard talking to Jordan this morning, that it got water damage. I'm ridiculious.



At least he made it for one last Gibbons family picture.

Buffington Humper Gibbons, I miss you. Come home.

My Angel Jordancia...

I love my precious Jordancia with my whole heart. She needs to get her cute little booty home from the hospital so that we can be sick girls together & miss school together, & have fun days with Gina. =)







Gina, you taught us the "A-Frame Hug" really well. =)


















But then, we realized that we're both girls...
so, we ARE allowed to squish each others boobs.
=)

so we did.




























The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed. - Carl Jung






To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides. - David Viscott

have an incredible Jesus-filled day...

+jecka-jecka-ju-ju-bee.
=) =) =)

underneath the neverending sky...

A nine o'clock drive is all you need. Hands lightly around the weel, keep a steady speed. Drive past the school that kept things compact - where whispers in the hall taught us how to act. Next, pass the house with sly grins... in the race to be popular that nobody wins. Take a left for reminders of laughter & betrayal.... Relationships so perfect, they were destined to fail. Turn the music up louder to drown out the screaming. Can't keep it in. Just act like your singing. Turn down the winding road where you and him used to drive, the air swept so nicely - you felt so alive. Drive faster now to escape memories chill. Close your eyes in the wind, accelerate down the hill. Park in the grass - outside the fence. one leg over... being here makes sense. Tears begin flowing - but theres no one to see. make a pillow on the ground - time with Him will set you free. No need for words with such sites all around. Just lie awake & marvel from your damp bed on the ground. He clears the chills with beauty, instilled as well in you. Galaxies will praise him, with proof His word is true. On the drive back home again, no worries to distress. The roads driven once ago no longer leave a mess. For without the roads of pain, the field wouldn't have caught your eye for a moment of prayer.. Underneath the neverending sky...