happy birthday my dearest nan! {my forever friend from long ago, diane.} okay, so it's a day late, but this wild heart of mine could not muster up the will to do it yester-me, yester-you, yesterday. i know that wild heart of yours understands. besides, you have been dragging on this birthday thing for far too long already, "call me back right when you get this, it's my birthday month." {oh that nan. bless her heart, she's so crazy.;)}
i love you more than my vocubilary (vocabulary) allows me to express. i love that we know each other beyond what we do or say, like sisters. i love that childish, old soul of yours and your witch-like intuitions. i love that you are "so new york and then l.a. and every town along the way." {great song.} i love when your latin-ness comes out when you get really mad.{ooo, child!} i love that you used to make fun of people who thought their dogs were like humans and now you do too. i love that you force me {yes, force.} to be a stronger person. basically, i'm real glad you're in my life and i hope all the wishes in that little, dreamer heart of yours come true. xxox
"...and this bird you cannot change."
~lyn skyn (it's cool, we're down.)
~lyn skyn (it's cool, we're down.)
*songs: "wild young hearts" -noisettes & "outside my window" -sarah buxton
[i had to delete songs for this! errrr. =/]
[i had to delete songs for this! errrr. =/]
