Pure Theft

Neglected

     

Elevate

Miles Away

Tunes

Here's some of my favorite songs and what I think are the best lines out of each of them.

1. Wide Eyes - Local Natives, Quietly he sat, between the folds of the tree trunk.2. Blue Ridge Mountains - Fleet Foxes, You're ever welcome with me anytime you like Let's drive to the countryside, leave behind some green-eyed look-alikes.3. Wash - Bon Iver,  Home, were savage cry, come we finally cry.

4. Sorry - The Moth & The Flame,  How was it we were always running out of love But never walked away?

5. Bold - The Districts, Well I've been touched by the rush of the river one time.

6. Isabella of Castile - STRFKR, I want to keep you to myself,like a dream, I can tell you'll never be all mine.

7. The Girl -  City and Colour, When you cry a piece of my heart diesKnowing that I may have been the cause.

8. Staring at the Sun - TV On The Radio, Note the trees because The dirt is temporary. 

9. Putting The Dog To Sleep - The Antlers,  “I can’t prove to you you’re not gonna die alone,But trust me to take you home." 

10. Pull Me Closer - Static Waves, Stand up, take a breathtime to fake one more show.

11. Tin Man - Future Islands, You offer me a branch of peace that bleeds throughThe thorns that welcomed me.

12. Lost Coastlines - Okkervil River, The ship's deck now sags from the weight of our tracks.

13. House On Fire - Black Taxi, All the girls turn up into sun, find out too late the damage is done

14. Sad Sad City - Ghostland Observatory, Yeah, outer space, it's a lovely placeThe long lost love in flower vase. 

15. Smoke Breathing Monsters - Desert Noises,  Rocketeer in his swimsuit, he’s diving into the corners of my mind. 

I have a lot more favorite songs than this but no one cares about my blog.  So I don't care!

I am.

"I am a boy raking through the ashes,

 a boy struggling to find 

embers of life in the bottom of a bottomless fireplace."

I am the kid at school dances that dances like an 

idiot because, I don't give a shit.

I am the 'douche' that drives a big lifted Jeep

Like, half the football team.

I am a proud member of the Sack Club.

I am the boy that asks his mommy to cut the crust

off of his sandwiches, because she has done it sinceI was 3, and it reminds me of when life wasn't always 

about what the person next to you thinks.  

I am that kid that shouts random stuff out in the middle 

of class to be funny, that no one laughs at.

I am tired of my parents telling me how to live my life.

I am on a lonely road, a road less traveled, the road that

no one else dares to travel.

I am sure I will always be different, because I am who I am.

I am..

Drake Roskelley

Heart Beat

It's been four months now,

I dont know what it is, but just the

thought of you makes my heart race,

and there's no finish line. It all started

on July 4th, I told you what was on 

my mind; a kiss that like an 

earthquake sent shockwaves of 

blood throughout my body. My heart 

continued on it's race for days. Then

it returned back to normal. For three

weeks there was no you, the thought 

of you never exited my mind, and it still 

never has. After the three weeks I 

felt like we were starting over again,

all the time we had just spent getting

to know each other vanished, like your

name when I wrote it in the clouds.

We started fresh, the 10 p.m. goodnights 

turned into 2 a.m. goodnights. We were 

falling in love but you were to scared to

admit it...  I told you I love you and all

you said was 'goodnight'.  I tried over,

and over, and over again until the I

love you's went back to I like you's.

I lost that spark for a moment, but I

knew I still loved you because 'home' is 

no longer a place, it's a person.

Cover to cover

If she was a book, 

I would memorize

her table of contents.

I would read her cover 

to cover, hoping 

to find typos just so we both 

have a few things to work on,

because we are

 all unfinished.

Yes, we all need 

a little editing. 

We are always awaiting

 "that persons" approval.

We are all praying that they

 will tell us we make sense.

She doesn't always make

 sense to me,

but her imperfections are

 the things I love about her the most.

Untitled

I used avoid deep thought like an empty restaurant, 
not out of stupidity, 

but a canny resolve to be happy.  
Those days are over now.  
I quickly learned

the deeper thought is,
 the taller it becomes. 
As my young teenage life continues on 

it's pointless journey I ponder on how all this came to be.  
Life is always uncertain. 
No one knows what's in there. But now 

my life is everywhere, 
I would just like to breathe and sleep and get all the rest I could. 
I wake up at four in the morning some 

days just thinking about my thoughts and stare blankly into thin air. 
Not sure what I am looking at but I know for a fact I am in 

my own world. 
Those times I am just inside my head just thinking about what is ahead.

I am a boy raking through the ashes,
 a boy struggling to find 
embers of life in the bottom of a bottomless fireplace.

Dreams

We all dream.

We dream about life,

We dream about adventure.

We dream about love, hate, and growing up.

We dream about responsibilities.

We dream about our future's,

We think about our past's

My dream's.

My dream's are about you,

I dream about snowboarding with you.

I dream about long walks on cold nights,

I dream about canyon drives and canyon vibes.

I dream about camping because, just the thought

of sitting around the fire with my best friends 

talking about our future's gives me the chills.

I dream that this will never end because all

I can dream about is you.

I dream about marriage and the family I will soon have.

I dream about you, I know it's high school and this is 

"puppy love" but dammit! I LOVE YOU, and I hope this

never ends.

How to write your first post.

This is for the 3 virgin writers this term, I'm one of you. 

This is day one of the "creative" journey, so if this doesn't turn out too well forgive me.

Step 1

You need to make your blog with no guidance whatsoever. (until you go to Nelsons website and find the wiki how on creating a blog).

Step 2

After getting through the basics, you spend 45 minutes trying to embed some damn music on your blog so you can serenade the world with your favorite songs.  You finally get it on there but its a gigantic picture that takes up half the screen.  aaaaagggggghhhhhhhhhh!!

Step 3

Now is when the magic starts to happen! NOT. This is creative writing class right?? So why am I so uncreative.  Nothing comes to mind, Blank thoughts, thoughts, thoughts(echo in my empty head).

Step 4

After long pondering and the viewing of many an example,

it clicked.  The ideas fill my brain, one problem, 99.8% of these ideas are nonsense, I'm down to two options.  Write about "how to love" something i know nothing about, or write about what I'm doing right now.  My first blog post.

Step 5

As I write, nothing I put on the page comes out how I perceived it in my head.

Everything is a mess, maybe this blog stuff isn't for me, maybe it is for me, we will just have to find out I guess.

Hey Harold, I'm pissed off and nothing inspiring has appeared on this page yet... Maybe it's because my notebook is blank and my perfect pen is out of ink.