Presidential Debates

This is such a crucial year for me in many ways. One of those ways is that this is the year I can vote. These debates have never been so important than they are now.

I will admit that I am a hard core Mitt Romney fan. I feel like, because we come from the same religion, I know what an honest person he is. He has The Lord on his side... I have a lot of confidence in him because of that. I also LOVE that he is all about recovering America. He is very positive when it comes to our countries current situation; "a bright and positive future" as he just stated.

The only problem I have with this whole debate thing is that I never know who is actually telling the truth. I don't ever know which facts are right, and which ones are inflating lies. My mom says Obama has lied almost every time he's opened his mouth, but I hate that people are going to believe him!! And I hate seeing so many people bag on Romney. If I could get the chance to sit and talk to the two of them, I would ask the simplest questions ever. Because then I think we would see how simple this whole thing truly is. And plus I don't really understand everything they say.

I just pray Obama doesn't get out back into office.

it's hidden in the tiny corners of my heart && i'm not even sure how to get there.

i am
complicated
detailed
deep.
i find myself wanting nothing more than to go to an arts school, where i can be surrounded by people just like me- people who feel the most.. okay.. when they're surrounded by beautiful things that make them think through feeling; people who can create what they feel, and make others feel it, as well.

but when i step outside of my head, (the only place i'm truly okay with myself. the only place i can talk myself into feeling perfect just the way i am. the only place where only "I" exist and everything i do is amazing. the only place that is not in the world.) i realize that there are so many people around me that do what i WISH i could do so much better than me; they have such a better shot at my future than i do.
writing.
drawing.
painting.
speaking.
creating.
picturesque.
i'm only an ameture when it comes to these things. but is it so bad that this is ALL i ever want to do? even if i'm not the best at any of them? can't i go just to learn and develop talents (that i may or may not have)? can't i just be given a chance?

chloe: keep being exactly who you are. if you must continue to shape yourself to fit other peoples molds, keep doing it. do it until you find someone who fits your mold perfectly and flawlessly. because one day you'll find the ability to love and care, and someone WILL come along- someone who understands everything in your heart.

see. not even i can put my own head and heart into words.



"... i'll lay on the ground like this *acts like an alligator*."

Text messaging past

My sister had a phone tragedy today I had to pull out my phone from 9th grade. This meant "My Love" and Evan Scott.. The boy who comes home from his mission in a month and a half (ill try and contain my excitement!!!).

I only got the chance to read a few of the messages between "my love" and I, but I did get to relive one of the countless nights spent holding hands. I guess he was kneeling the whole time.. ?? I just thanked him for making me feel so safe, despite any pain it may have put him through.

The feeling of compete innocence and selfless love filled my memory when I read these.... It's so WEIRD to think I even had a boyfriend two years ago- and that our relationship was ever like that. To be honest, I don't even remember what it feels like to belong to someone. Or how to be cute like that. I can't even imagine what it would feel like to be so vulnerable again.

Any who. It's weird remembering things like that and feeling so OKAY about it.