Just as we are

In an alternate universe you could be mine.
We would cuddle and hug until all our troubles were gone.
I would make you waffles for dinner and you would laugh because I’m so childish.
You would make me happy with your jokes and I would smile forever more.
Anytime reality tried to bring us down we would go see a funny movie and kiss the entire time.
In the rain I would worry about my hair but you would tell me you didn’t love me because of my hair and I would be perfectly fine walking hand in hand with you.
When we fought we would end up laughing from the absurd way we look imitating the other and agree to never fight again even though we know we would.
We would go through old journals and realize that the words we’ve been writing all these years were actually for each other.
You would make fun of the way I can’t see without my glasses and I would tickle your side until you couldn’t breath and then we would just lay there looking at the ceiling knowing that this is what people mean when they talk about forever.
We would be lovely and beautiful just as we are.

What your Fave Indie Band says about you

The XX
Blog enthusiasts who thought wearing a keffiyeha was awesome.

Passion Pit
Bros vaguely interested in listening to music and very interested in having sex with their girlfriend.

The Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Girls who bought checkered sneakers in the 8th grade.

Fleet Foxes
Hopelessly patchy beard growers.

TV On The Radio
Politically-correct hipsters.

Grizzly Bear
People who think that world hunger could be assuaged with four part harmonies.

Micachu and the Shapes
Chicks with bad teeth.

Wavves
Dudes who think low production value is “authentic” and would go down on Todd P.

Steve Aoki
Alts who don’t “get” Hipster Runoff.

Joanna Newsom
People who have considered befriending a squirrel.

Devendra Banhart
People who have considered becoming a squirrel.

Animal Collective
Guys who make “Best of the Year” lists in January based predominantly on “feeling.”

The Antlers
Boys who enjoy crying more than their girlfriend.

Vivian Girls
Girls who purchase a guitar, buy flannel from the Salvation Army, wear glasses that they don’t actually need, and still can’t get the guy.

Vampire Weekend
Bros who try to make out with girls at concerts by relating to them via old Nickelodeon shows. “Remember Pete & Pete??”

Death Cab for Cutie
Girls who quote lyrics as their Facebook status.

Neon Indian
Gorilla Vs. Bear readers.

She & Him
People who hate Ben Gibbard.

Bon Iver
People with self-esteem issues and probably hate Ben Gibbard.

Washed Out
Those who comfortably accept chillwave as a genre.

Memory Tapes
Those who comfortably accept chillwave as a lifestyle.

The Shins
Premature alts who considered Garden State a life-altering viewing experience.

Radiohead
Everyone.

Tegan & Sara
Lesbians and guys who firmly believe that when there are two girls on stage together, there is a 63% chance of them making out.

St. Vincent
Feminists.

Drake
Indie rap fans who thought Tha Carter III was too mainstream.

Ra Ra Riot
Girls who got their boyfriends to watch Me and You and Everyone We Know.

Bat for Lashes
Girls who wear leggings outside of ’80s-themed parties.

Japandroids
Guys who only read Pitchfork for the ratings and haven’t showered in at least two days.

Kimya Dawson
Chicks who are described by their girlfriends as “sweet” and “really nice” when guys ask if their friend is hot.

Girls
Anyone who thinks The Catcher in Rye is the greatest book of all time.

Kid Cudi
Blipsters who still wear neon shoes and smoke pot.

The Flaming Lips
Self-actualized bros who grow pot.

Antony and the Johnsons
Guys who still cry every time they watch Bambi.

Matt and Kim
Closeted Blink-182 enthusiasts.

Here We Go Magic
Guys who are ‘over’ Gizzly Bear.

Phoenix
People who don’t listen to enough music.

Sufjan Stevens
People who believe in two things: Jesus and Juno.

M.I.A.
Girls who don’t understand politics.

Regina Spektor
Girls who don’t understand boys.

Justice
Bros who, at one point in their lives, have tried to grow a mustache.

Arcade Fire
Frequent transcendental experience havers.

Deerhunter
Avid doodlers.

Wilco
Guys who go to concerts to relax.

YACHT
Someone who, if presented with the opportunity to join a cult, would most definitely join that cult.

Ratatat
Boys who think Ocarina of Time is the greatest game ever made.

Patrick Wolf
Gay guys.

CSS
Girls who throw up at every party.

Woods
Indie dudes who wear beanies and you can see the front of their hair pulled back beneath it.

Spoon
Bros who drink shitty beer without ironic intentions.

Dirty Projectors
People who like way too many toppings on their pizza.

My Top Ten Albums of 2009

Sainthood- Tegan and Sara
Ray Guns are Not Just the Future- The Bird and the Bee
It's Blitz! -Yeah Yeah Yeahs
The E.N.D.-Black Eyed Peas
Lines, Vines and Trying Times -Jonas Brothers
Back and Fourth- Pete Yorn
Battlefield- Jordin Sparks
Hot Mess-Cobra Starship
The Boy Who Knew Too Much- Mika
The Fame Monster-Lady Gaga
I honestly don't understand why people have to be so rude. A "friend" blatantly makes fun to make themselves look better and a boss turns her back after a minor slip up. Welp in the last three days I've lost respect for a mentor, a job and a minor. That's life and we must keep going because there's worse consequences if we stop. Just remember before you judge someone that they could possibly be going through something that you don't know about it. I may be smiling but I'm hurting on the inside.

Bright

the days roll on without any change
night comes sooner now
it's quieter out without any warmth

a friend lost to the hustle
I wish you the best
but I miss what we were
before you let them take you

the light's not so bright these days
tarnished and battered it's all I can do
just to work until I'm through

the butterflies are absent most of the time
I miss the excitement
it's okay someone's out there
maybe

everything is falling into place
and falling apart
you've gone and lost yourself again

success is great and mighty for the soul

All the Difference in the World

the person everyone takes for granted
always one step behind the others
never the winner
jealous of how easily others live
wishing they could change,
morph into this person they wish they could be
just a little too heavy
hair is never styled perfectly
outfit never looks stunning
hardly the talented one
gets a good laugh occasionally
underestimated and misunderstood
last place in the race of academia
barely getting by on the weekly check
trying and failing time and time again
"one of the guys" despite constant attempts,
attempts to be pretty and girly
but always getting trumped by the blond or
the stick with blue eyes
overlooked and lost amongst the beautiful
homely and hard to deal with
needy and disappointed with the outcome
hurting deep down but smiling never the less
great facade, the closest never even know
that in this heart is a hole that needs filled
just a kind gesture,
a hug on a rough day or a nod from a mentor
would make all the difference,
all the difference in the world.

Dream Wasted.

I used to be so sure.
Photographer in Africa I said.
Then I woke up and I was 18.
18 and on my way into this mad world.
Goodbye they said, these people I'd known forever.
I couldn't be a photographer in Africa anymore.
"Get a job! Contribute to society!"
Growing up sucks.
I want to go back to the better days.
Days when Snick was what it was about.
The only time your heart was broken was when
your Tamagotchi pet named Ralph died.
Such rough times those were, well
I'd take them back in a heartbeat if
only that time could last forever.
So a photographer in Africa I said,
now all I see is a dream wasted.