to the...

 to the girl slowly killing herself to be beautiful

shake the dust

to the boy calling to get a drive from his home, just for a minutes peace from his parents screaming

shake the dust

to the girl fighting a battle no one knows a thing about

shake the dust

to the girl whose tired of crying all her makeup away

shake the dust

to all the people we've loved and lost

shake the dust

to the girl sitting on her closet floor, listing to music too loud to drowned out her crying

shake the dust

to the girl with the stunning big smile and hurting eyes

shake the dust

to the boy whom you loved and let go of

shake the dust 

to the girl who thinks shes gone to far, even for god

shake the dust

to the boy whom tried to stop caring, but failed

shake the dust

to the girl whose hands won't stop shaking while typing this

shake the dust

scotland/ireland

my eyes are still heavy from the weariness of jet leg. but my mind is wide awake with memories from my past 2 week adventure.
 

Ireland, your culture, ascents, lush green, fish and chips, quick rain storms re-awakened my passion for travel.
But, Oh Scotland, you've stolen my heart. from that very first time i stepped out of the ferry, i knew, i'd have to return. Still after 3 years, my heart belongs to you. my second home. 

what a wonderful 2 weeks of living.