regrets.

What a night for a dance, you know I'm a dancing machine

With a fire in my bones and the sweet taste of kerosene

I get lost in the night so high I don't want to come down

To face the loss of the good thing that I've found

In the dark of the night I could hear you calling my name

With the hardest of hearts I still feel full of pain

So I drink and I smoke and I ask you if you're ever around

Even though it was me who drove us right in the ground

See the time we shared it was precious to me

But all the while I was dreaming of revelry

Born to run, baby run like a stream down a mountainside

[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kings-of-leon-lyrics/revelry-lyrics.html ]

With the wind in my back I don't ever even bat an eye

Just know it was you all along who had a hold of my heart

But the demon and me were the best of friends from the start

So the time we shared it was precious to me

All the while I was dreaming of revelry

Dreaming of revelry

And I told myself boy away you go, it rained so hard it felt like snow

Everything came tumbling down on me

In the back of the woods in the dark of the night

Paleness of the old moonlight everything just felt so incomplete

Dreaming of revelry

Dreaming of revelry

Dreaming of revelry

Dreaming of revelry

SNOW WATCH 2011

the world's on fire.

i've felt really unsettled the past two days.

maybe it's the fact that i'm graduating soon and have no idea what i'm going to do next.

maybe it's the fact that i'm missing a certain someone more than i'd like to admit.

maybe because for the first time in a long time i've done something i'm not very proud of and won't be admitting it to anyone anytime soon.

"you know, allison. i just... i... i... i just..."

"what? ... what is it?"

"[...] just know i think about you."

rumors.

"never be bullied into silence.

never allow yourself to be made a victim.

accept no one's definition of your life.

define yourself."

i stumble upon these words on a blog about overweight girls getting healthy and fit, but i feel like it could be used in many different contexts.
i really like the third line.
i wish more people could hear that.

photobooth

i think photobooth was created for the vain. it's fun to take pictures of yourself, i'll admit. i just have no desire to upload them to facebook, so you get them fellow bloggers. someone has to see how hip and beautiful i can be. that or you can at least admire the variety of hair colors i've had.

old house.

beaumont.

old house, admittedly looking like a hipster.

the best morning after make up i've ever had,

lips stained red, eyes still lined black.

sweet dragon neck tat.

my head looks like a tree changing colors for the fall.

i find this awkward.

before heading to hannah's sister's surprise party;

it was beautiful outside.

i FINALLY cleaned my room after about a month of gross. 

night one of halloween,

working on my zombie make up.

i don't remember taking this,

but i look really peaceful, and i like it.

homemade baked chicken salad, noms.

i don't remember exactly why i was dressed up.

pomegranates are delicious and beautiful albeit hard to eat. 

in love

a reason to learn french? beautiful woman with beautiful voice singing beautiful long.

coeur de pirate

"pirate heart"