we'll keep running till we get our fill.

We're all standing with our backs against the wall

Waiting on a phone that never calls, at all

Heartbreak comes rolling in like a storm

Trying to swim but your sinking like a stone, alone

And I can feel fire in the night

Waiting here

Baby it's like we're

Walking on a wire thru the fear

Take my hand

We'll get there

Sooner or later 

I swear 

We're gonna make it, we're gonna make it,

Sooner or later 

I swear 

We're gonna make it, we're gonna make it

We'll keep running till we get our fill

I'll keep chasing and I always will

Sooner or later I swear

We'll make it there

Sooner than later

We're all waiting on dream thats hard to own, 

Sooner or later

Trying to feel the high without the low, 

You know

You can feel fire in the night

Lying here

Baby its like we're

Walking on a wire thru the fear

Take my hand

We'll get there

The fear inside

The hills we've climbed

The tears this side of heaven

All these dreams inside of me

I swear we're gonna get there

So it's NaNo.

So... it's NaNo, and I'm getting tons of breakthroughs for Souvenirs. And tons of inspiration.

Like, I want to write it now. And as you all know (all, meaning, well, me) this novel has been a trouble child for TWO STINKING YEARS. MAYBE TWO AND A HALF.

And it picks now. November. This time of the year where I'm busy pouring my soul into a different project.

Souvenirs, you have the worst timing in the world. >.<

I guess I'll just go look at pictures of Ryan to console myself.

My name is Elle.

Bailey Elizabeth Snider.

age: 18.

the only reason i'm here is for a class project.

i write for the paper,

and avary and i aren't the closest of friends.

i don't like people.

i'm standoffish.

but i've got a soft heart inside,

one that's just aching to be loved.

we found hope in a lonely place.

we found hope in a lonely place.

silver memories & beauty amongst debris

How Chelsea sparkled

As the summer lit her hair

We lived our dream, just a boy and just a girl

She'd once loved someone

But all that lingered was despair

And so we reigned as broken rulers of the world

I saw her eyes once

When she agreed for a single day

Not to hide behind a wall of her design 

They shone like diamonds 

And they gave her heart away

A soul so beautiful

But so far away from mine

Oh, she's the kind of girl

Who could be anybody's future

If only she could find what she deserved

Chelsea, will you think of me

When winter comes and forgets who we were?

'Cause she'll always be in my heart

And I'll always love her

She said, I'm sorry

That I can't be what you wanted

But I can't compromise with who I have to be 

And I glimpsed her spirit

And all the ghosts that ever haunted

With so much beauty there amongst all the debris

I tried to tell her

That she was more than she believed

'Cause words were the only way I knew to make things right

But they had no meaning

Because by words she'd been deceived

And I realised I'd fought a losing fight

Oh, she's the kind of girl

Who could be anybody's future

If only she could find what she deserved

Chelsea, will you think of me

When winter comes and forgets who we were?

'Cause she'll always be in my heart

And I'll always love her

We were only passers-by

An accidental storyline

With traces of the Master's grand design

But now she means the world to me

And Chelsea's silver memory

Will be with me forever in my mind

Oh, she's the kind of girl

Who could be anybody's future

If only she could find what she deserved

Chelsea, will you think of me

When winter comes and forgets who we were?

'Cause she'll always be in my heart

And I'll always love her

Before the Beginning // Bailey

She was adopted.

Her dark skin, a coffee color among cream-colored folk, made her different. She stood out from all the rest.

At first she disliked it. To say she hated it wouldn't be entirely correct, judging by the fact that she actually loved her dark corkscrew curls and light brown skin. But she wondered -- where am I really from? Where do I belong?

Her best friend was her older brother Sawyer. A gap between his front teeth, a cowlick, and freckles. He was brilliant. Beyond brilliant. She looked up to him, more than he knew. Older than her by a year and a half, Sawyer would never know how much she adored him. Ever.

She traipsed around the house, bare feet shuffling against carpet and pale wood boards.

He was kind of a weird combination, too. Pale skin paired with black hair. Blue eyes. To say that they resembled each other would be an outright lie. Bailey often wondered why she was the only one who was different. It wasn't until later that she knew why.

She was adopted.

His downfall was his intelligence, though Bailey didn't see it that way. She wanted to be smart like him. Her downfall was her appearance, and how she felt inferior because of it.

They were both outcasts.

chasing the light

Holding hands with people in life

Till they walk away, saying no goodbyes

And you keep saying that you’re running down a dream

But you don’t know where it leads

As you keep chasing the light

Every bridge that keep on burning

Every leaf that you keep on turning

Every road that you find uncertain

Pray for you now

Baby that you’ll figure it out

Every hope and dream that’s dying

Every time that I see you crying

Every step that you keep on climbing

Pray for you now

Baby that you figure it out

As you keep

Chasing the light