This is who I really am...

I’d rather spend my Friday nights with my family, then at a high school football game

My mom and sisters are my best friends

I love card and board games

I listen to 80s music and Taylor swift  

I like the snow even after Christmas

And I love tradition

I have a want to always be outside doing something adventurous

I want to travel the world and see every part of it

I want to be an elementary school teacher

And I love little kids more than most people

Cooking a baking are my passion, and I’ve always been scared to show it

And I’m sorry because I’m one of those fake people you hate

I’m just scared to show who I really am

I’m weird

I’m not popular incredibly smart or talented

I get angry easily, I have OCD, and get stressed over stupid simple things

I don’t have a way with words

I have a hard time saying what’s on my mind and expressing my feelings

I’m incredibly awkward and can’t seem to have any conversation but simple talk.

But these things, they make me who I am

They make me…

Andie Longson

Music for the heart

Music ignites my soul with fire when I've forgotten how to feel

it speaks words my heart cant say

it shows me what its like to be in love, even though I've never been

its my guide to survival

it fills me with bliss when i'm bleak 

and soothes my soul when its raging 

music is the beat of my heart, the thunder in my head, the words that I've left unsaid, with out it id be dead.

Missing heart

My heart used to be full of joy, hope, and perfect endings 

But now it seems to be getting smaller slowly breaking off piece by piece..
by disappointment 

Should of beens 

& every thought of you.

Now all that seems to be left is my soul asking me where my heart has gone. 

And all I can say is it's been broken too many times I've lost all the pieces to it.