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About Me Member General Film Photographer Tabitha20/Female/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 5 Years
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My name is Tabitha.

I enjoy reading, writing, dancing, singing, laughing, joking, smoking, drinking (occasionally), Tacobell, Dr. Pepper, knee-high socks, toe rings, going to the movies, staying home and pigging out while watching movies I have seen a million times over, texting (yes... I said it.. I love texting.. and what?!), driving, smoking hooka, not making sense, pretending I can draw, getting tattoos, trying to think of things to put in a list of "likes", scratching an itch, and the occasional burp.
I must warn you ahead of time... I tend to forget things. Very easily in fact. The reasoning behind it is a story unto itself. But.. I will often forget something mid-sentence, and will have to ask someone to remind me what I was talking about. It can get very embarrassing at times. I blush easily. A curse I swear.... seeing as it causes other people to comment, which induces more blushing. I snort sometimes when something is exceptionally funny. (Although, it doesn't necessarily have to be bordering hilarity.. but... that is my excuse.)
I am a total Gypsy. Most would describe me as a Hippie... I suppose I am that as well. But I have also been told I can not be placed into any category. Is that a good thing?
Well, now that I have written a novel describing absolutely nothing important, that most people will stop reading after the first few sentences, I think I will bow out.

Time Travel

Fri May 23, 2008, 7:28 PM
  • Mood: Lonely
  • Listening to: My Phone Vibrate With Texts
  • Reading: The Wedding - Julie Garwood
You know those moments when memories of past times and friends left behind pop into your head without warning of any kind? I have just experienced one of those moments. Most of the memories I have are indeed happy ones… and yet, they make me sad. Memories are like Romantic Movies. They either make you Sigh and Smile over the fond remembrance of such times, or they make you Cry over the lack of these wondrous happenings. I am always given to the later response. And in the same way, memories of "Good Times" make me sad… for the lack of being able to recreate said memories any time I choose.


Such memories as walking for a good two hours in the pouring rain with Belen. The soul purpose of the walk being the art of photography. Good Images of this time are frozen forever on a roll of negatives. But Belen isn't going to show up at my door with her 35mm in her hand exclaiming, "Come my fellow time traveler! Let us preserve history!"


There was a time when April would lay beside me in bed and ask, "Wanna hear a story?" My answer would undoubtedly be, "No…" To which she would inquire, "How about now?" I would only smile, and she would begin to read me one of the many Fairy Tales she so adores. She gave me her book of Alice In Wonderland and Peter Pan on the last day we were to see each other. I can pull it out to look at it's worn pages… but it just isn't the same without April's exaggerated character voices to guide the story through.


I actually remember the first friends I ever had.

Deavon, who used to wait at the concrete wall across the street from my house every morning so we could walk to school. Now those days are gone, I'm through with school. Life has started… There is no one waiting outside my door to walk me through it.

Hanna, who found out our mothers were best friends before we were even born. Our fascination with this fact fueled our friendship, and the link bus gave us many wonderful downtown memories to share. (My therapists office shared the same building as her mother's toy shop. Strange, no?) I don't ride the link bus anymore… and even if I did, I no longer have anyone to ride with me.

Breanna, who was my constant partner in crime throughout our grade school years. If we weren't stealing crayons and makeup from the local Drug Store, we were making plans to run away and join a Satanist Occult Group… Strangely we took our own paths in the same direction for years. Our connection is eternal.

LaTika, who was the first person I knew to have "Same-Sex" interests beside myself. I went through that awkward phase with her by my side all the way. We were always the last ones around the running track, but always the first ones to bash someones teeth infor rude, crass, and sometimes true comments.

Time has gone by… these friends I've left behind. Their memories haunt me now as I sit here alone. Some I might see soon, others… maybe only on Myspace. Now I have only the option to move forward, and create new memories with friends new and yet unknown. In the end, Sadness turns to excitement. Tears turn to Smiles. As I glance at my past, and walk towards my future… I can expect the present to ever be an adventure.


~*Tabitha*~

Devious Info

  • Current Residence: Usually the back of my mind... today.... I'm, wait.... WAAAIIT.... No never mind. There I go..
  • Interests: Whatever happens to be there... unless it is called a sport....
  • Favourite movie: The Big Labowski
  • Favourite band or musician: Led Zeppelin
  • Favourite genre of music: Classic Rock mostly...
  • Favourite artist: Van Gough!!! Yay for all the little one eared dudes!!!
  • Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe, Anne Rice, Deviant: (Shadow--Stalker), and Trent Reznor
  • Favourite photographer: I couldn't really say. I love almost all photography.
  • Favourite style of art: It'sall in the mood....
  • Operating System: You know that one thing....?
  • MP3 player of choice: The one that works at the time...
  • Shell of choice: Puka? Maybe Sand Dollar...
  • Wallpaper of choice: This one thing... it's like... wooah...
  • Skin of choice: Leapord or maybe... like... my own? Yeah.. I kinda like my own skin thanks..
  • Favourite game: Video taping my friends lighing eachother on fire, or doing other stupid illegal shit....
  • Favourite gaming platform: My king size, black satin bed!
  • Favourite cartoon character: Gir, Foamy the Squirrel, The Pink Panther and Stoner Smurf
  • Personal Quote: "Please... go swallow a knife and die."
  • Tools of the Trade: Duct Tape, my laptop, my video camera, and my music...

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Thaks for the add. I think I'll stalk you too :evillaugh:

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Move softly on the ground..." ..."Hush now as the wind blows . Willows sway in time . As one we move with the breeze"...

"Underneath the starry glow, the earth is spinning slow... Dance with the unknown..."- Rhea's Obsession
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Thanks for Add me!! :blackrose:

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