My Fair Lady

Gaga, that is. :)




New cd=worth it.


There aint a reason you and me should be alone tonight. You want me bad, I think you're cool, but I'm not sure. Only the lonely ones win the race to love. I want your whiskey mouth. Get your hot rods ready to rumble cuz we're gonna fall in love tonight. Cuff me up sir, I'm mad. I wish I could be strong without somebody there. And when you're gone, I'll tell them my religion's you. I just wanna be myself and I want you to love me for who I am. Don't you try and catch me. I wanna love you but something's pulling me away from you. I'll be your everything. Love needs faith. I'm gonna marry the night. ;)


You know it. Stay classy.

You make breaking hearts look so easy. <3 Anberlin

I never ever really know what to say...

so I'm going to take a break, I suppose.


I know a wise writer once said writing just came out of your soul but what is the state of my soul anyway? Yes, I am a lot less confused and I believe control has found its way back into my life. However, I just don't feel much like blogging at this point in time.


I love writing but blogging?


I can't think of anything interesting, awesome, insightful, riveting, awakening, reviving, or profound to discuss.


But someday, when I make it big, people will eat up my writing like pletheras of stroganoff in Damascus. Well, maybe I shouldn't give myself that much credit.

Wouldn't you be dying to know?

I'm not writing this for you; I'm writing this for me.

That's my intention. It's never to please anyone. My writing is for the sole purpose of keeping me from going insane. It's my creative outlet and I can't just stop, just because there are times my words aren't appreciated. I have to keep this up, if I want to become who I want. I need to become this because, my old dream has officially died. Yes, I'm still in band but my dream was to make it in the Alma College Percussion Ensemble and I did. I did it! That dream has been fulfilled, after years of longing. Now, I have a new task before me--my writing career. I want it. I want to become well-known and great at what I do. It is my passion and without it, I cannot possibly survive in this world. I realize that the job market for it probably isn't good but I don't care if I'm homeless or living off of Ramen for a little while longer. I, Erin Stone, just want to be a writer. I want to chase this dream, until it cannot be chased anymore. I want to achieve this dream and live it.

Thoughts in my head!

I found another weakness! I was just too bold to admit it before! Hahahahaha! (talk about a bipolar moment!)

Btw.

Sadie: There's an easier way to do this but we should talk at some point. :)

Twitch.

Mama! Oooooh!

Yeah, just wanna give a shout out to the best mom ever!

That's all.

I assure you that this blog won't continue to get interesting unless I...

a. win the lottery
b. get a job
c. go traveling somewhere exotic
d. all of the above

P.S. Queen reference.

I've got my boots!

I forget how much I love her when she's in the groove...

Apparently, I am today. I like it.


The May I love is back.

May Flowers, hurry up!

P.S. Swing Dancing tomorrow. You should come! Jk, I'm pretty sure none of you will/want to. Whatever the case may be.