why

When it's nothing you can help.

When it's nothing you can stop.

When it's nothing fair.

When it's nothing you deserve.

When it's something you can't understand.

Then you feel like somehow it's your fault?

It's not that hard to see that a single day without you could make me go crazy.

http://www.purevolume.com/chasecoy

A lovely sound. :)
Check it.
<333

You'd walk me home, you say.

Could you be my answer
Could you tell me that I am
The perfect one for you
You’re the perfect one for me

Could you be too faithful
Could you show me anymore
It’s the perfect thing to do
It’s the perfect thing for me

On and on I see you
The life that comes together
To see that we’re forever
On and on I see you
The times we’ve spent together
The times that last forever

And now we will find our way
It’s the way that we’ll find this day
And I know you belong to me

checking Cedar's temperatures...:)

HOMEWORK.

Will it ever enddd?

It's aaaall about perspective.

I, Tori, having been born of goodly parents, therefore I was taught somewhat in all the learning of my father; and having seen many afflictions in the course of my days, nevertheless, having been highly favored of the Lord in all my days; yea, having had a great knowledge of the goodness and the mysteries of God, therefore I make a record of my proceedings in my days.

Yeah.

Still lovin Seminary. <3

strength to stand out as an example of the believers. <3

http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=7fcee975d2a2b010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&locale=0

the time is now. :)

So you think you've done it all
And you try so hard
And you try to find so many things tonight
And you thought that you might fall on your face

In time
It's not too late
You'll have your day
Don't be afraid 'cause you're not the same
You'll have your time to realize
And I'll be there right by your side
To see it all in time

It's not too late
You'll have your day
Don't be afraid 'cause you're not the same
You'll have your time to realize
And I'll be there right by your side

You think that someone's calling your name
Well isn't it time?
If you've thought that you might fall on your face
Then now is the time.

It's not too late
You'll have your day
Don't be afraid 'cause you're not the same
You'll have your time to realize
And I'll be there right by your side
By your side

-Number One Gun

Making April is 4 <3rz.

Some like being lost, some want to be found.

That's what makes the difference. And that's why nobody's perfect.

I love Seminary. :)

Stephanie Smith writes some darn good lyrics.

I don't look like girls in the magazines,
I'm not here to wear your shoes and make up.
I'm so tired of the make believe and all the energy
the illusion takes up.
Trying to fight for so long is enough to make you lose your mind
Free is the way I feel when I let it go
Baby it's easy to live it up and let the fear die,
I believe, I'm better than fiction/fantasy,
so boy you best step away from me,
if you can't handle the real thing.

You can't dress me up like a paper doll,
you can't fit my into your ping pom numbers
I'm multi-dimensional, and original of a million colors
And i won't deny it's time to let this truth into the light.

All I want to do,
is be myself.
Among the masquerading faces
I refuse to loose myself.

here we are now riding currents that taste of a new town

Hold on, is what I'm doing.
So strong, is what I'm feeling.
It's too much, too much.
Don't let go.
<3

everything I've heard, this time it's true.

Okay, I need serious help.

I'm insane.

I'm crying!

LOL.

And now I'm laughing.

So I'm crying while I'm laughing.

I'm worried about what I look like right now.

I'm extremely worried about what I'm forgetting to do right now.

Why am I crying?

Lol?

:)

the best day ever.

Hugs all around.

To my Saipan homies, especially.

And my Las Vegas-ish homies of course.

And to the girls who randomly started singing happy birthday to me at lunch.

And Cooper for remembering. Sorta. ;)

And Melanie for inviting me to the football game.

And for my birthday bear.

And my dairy queen gift card.

And AMAZING friends that celebrate with me even if they're not really with me. :)

Sixteen has finally, suddenly, beautifully, arrived.

I should mention that it rained while I walked home from school. :)

<3

Life is so good to me. :')

I love this poem. Favorite poem. Wish I had written it. :P

A True Poem
by Lloyd Schwartz

I'm working on a poem that's so true, I can't show it to anyone.
I could never show it to anyone.
Because it says exactly what I think, and what I think

scares me.
Sometimes it pleases me.
Usually it brings misery.
And this poem says exactly what I think.
What I think of myself, what I think of my friends, what I think about my lover.
Exactly.
Parts of it might please them, some of it might scare them.
Some of it might bring misery.
And I don't want to hurt them,

I don't want to hurt them.

I don't want to hurt anybody.

I want everyone to love me.
Still, I keep working on it.
Why?
Why do I keep working on it?
Nobody will ever see it.
Nobody will ever see it.
I keep working on it even though I can never show it to anybody.
I keep working on it even though someone might get hurt.