Casile Naomi

as the sun rises as does my love for you every morning like the sun you illuminate my world causing a golden glow that cannot be ignored the stillness at these hours embraces my heart and holds me in a way that never sways i am planted here in your love and by the sun it grows everyday

i'm thinking morbidly i know. but, life is depressing sometimes. wake up, work, come home, sleep. wake up, work, come home, sleep. wake up, work, come home sleep. i know it's what the whole world does, mostly. but i seriously think there is something fucked up with the world. we're working our lives away. and it doesn't make sense to me. the concept of money, and loans, and having to work them off is just so fucked, to me, in my own head. i know it's not weird to other people because well, that's what life is right. accumulating money, getting an education and working, raising a family, and hoping you have enough money to make it and stay off the streets and provide for your family. and if you have extra money, travel, and but nice things, etc. BUT I THINK LIFE SHOULD BE BIGGER THAN THAT. I don't know how. But I think I'd rather live in debt and experience things rather than work my life away trying to pay off debt and be paranoid about mon...

lady gaga just came on my dads ipod that is plugged in playing shuffle in the living room. love game. i want to throw something at it. but i have nothing to throw. i want to scream at this song to shut the eff up. of course im too lazy to get up and shut it off. so, this is torture. that's all for now. ps: fml, only in this moment though. F(*(*(R*CK

i'm now a girlfriend. and have a boyfriend. and am in love, but we already knew that. my family loves him. he loves my family. yay. miss him though. i work like crazy this week and then both jobs will be going at the same time. ah. oh well, the summer will fly by hopefully. i miss my friends and my boy. got some amazing shots of the sunset that i'm pumped to upload. i'll post em here after. toodles.

i have the song, long live the queen stuck in my head. i only know a few words. this is lame. also. i think im going to stop the b.c it's making me crazy, i can tell already

1. Travel somewhere, soon. Indonesia, India or Italy. I can tell in my heart that I am going to travel, or that I am meant to. I need to. I can just tell. These all start with "I's" and I realize that, (ha, that was punny) but seriously, I want to travel somewhere and just be free, and see the world, and maybe do an outreach somewhere. I don't know. I want to meditate with Guru's as listed in number 4 would be so, moving, in my opinion. I need to go somewhere. I know I can't afford it but in the novel "Eat, Pray, Love" she states that no price can be put on travel, and I believe her. I feel like it is so neccessary, for me anyway, and that it won't be regreted and would be so rewarding. 2. Learn another language, or two. Italian or Spanish. I know French and English, and that is just so cliche. I want to learn another language. I think both of these languages are extremely beautiful sounding, everything just rolls off the tounge. English is ac...

he's here in three days. awesome. work is awesomely tiring, but also awesomely awesome. both jobs actually. win.  i realized today, while waiting in the food court to start working drinking coffee and reading eat pray love, how important my sense of independence is. aidan and have talked about it, we both agree we cherish time alone, not that we don't like being together, by any means. just, when time alone presents itself, we cherish it.  i kinda let my sense of in-dependency slip away when i was with tom. i think that's why i was partially so devastated when we broke up. cause i was lost, and didn't know ME, and had to re-discover and re-locate ME. i think that's also why i was so scared to let anyone else in, out of fear that i'd lose myself again.  aidan said he'd never want to take that away from me, and i believe him. i'm still very independent, and sometimes too independent for my own good.  but i like it that way. he likes me that way. we...

this is where i work. 1810 carter house tea room. it`s awesome and quaint and just, well, awesome. <3

I keep saying "I love you" by mistake. It's embarrassing but kind of funny at the same time.  He laughs, and says he loves hearing it, and it feels just as good the second as it did the first. He says he's going to say it in person, when he see's me, that he wants to say it, but he's waiting. Funny thing is, when I would say it to Tom and he wouldn't say it back I'd get mad and feel hurt. But with Aidan, I don't mind. Cause I feel it, and I just love saying it to him. I love loving him, go figure,

2 jobs + summer = (-social life) + money + mta = it's okay.

Every girl deserves a guy who will make her forget her heart was ever broken

I want this, but a less "girly" version of it. This is sick.

"I love you" It means so much to me. Not something I say easily. Not something I do carelessly. When I do, I love deeply. You mean the world to me. You set my heart free. No longer you, no longer I, We.

you tell me i'm just a lil bit odd, i thank you proudfully with a lil nod. i showed up to my interview a week early. at least my face will be in her head. memorable even.