Cry.

And sometimes we cry and we don't know why. We cry for each other, for ourself, for people we don't even know and probably never will know. Music transports your emotions, somewhere other than where your reality lies. I cry. I cry for you. I miss you Taylor, anytime I realize that I am crying and I don't know why, trust me when I say it is routed to my deepest despair and pain of loosing you. You beautiful, beautiful girl. 

Friendship.

Even though we've change and we're finding our own place in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face we'll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we're no all still friends. 

Unrecognizable.

Ever look at someone you have know for an eternity and realize that you don't really recognize them? You look at a picture, look at it as if you are someone else, look at them through the eyes of others...they no longer become the person that your perception has made them. Perhaps more beautiful, perhaps not. You see who they really are. Reality. 

The Birth of Every Little Beauty

I have wanted for some time to create a blog that will simply be about what I find beautiful. What I enjoy, what I love... what makes me smile. I want my blog to potentially bring a smile to the faces of others while at the same time allowing me to share what I might other wise not with the majority of people. This is my space, a visual adaptation of my mind. Have fun.