Jayne Soleil

Well, when it comes to creativity I'm the worst at it. But I thought that I would try my best to make this worth something

Jayne, through the time we have been in this class I don't think I've said 2 words to you. But every week I always looked at your blog because I loved how creative you were. I have always loved how you could create something out of nothing. It gave me goose bumps most of the time. I don't have much to say, mostly cause I'm really bad about this kind of thing. Every time I saw posts as long as yours I would always give up and never read them, but yours were different and I'd read every word. Keep doing you. And maybe one day I will grow up to be just like you.

-Dr Dick Hickory

Nothing special

https://twitter.com/pratt_carterj/status/672156865229295616

Son of Joseph

This is me, I am a weird kid, and people sometimes call me a hipster

The moon is odd to me. I don't think the angles match up and it pisses me off

Last time someone told me I was a really good friend, my heart broke

Anis Mojgani, Buddy Wakefield, Rudy Francisco, and Benjamin Barker...

4 greatest poets of all time 

There is a hole in my soul that was started because my parents got a divorce when I was in 5th grade

If someone were to ask me about what happened to me I would tell them

This part right here, this is where I ask for places to buy five panel hats, I wear the same one literally every day. Help.

I am 5'10 and super damn skinny, my family called me golem when I was little because I reminded them of the lord of the rings character

Once I was told that the United States was not the greatest country in the world and I've believed it ever since

Speaking of country's, I hate country music, I tell people the route word in country is the "c" word for a reason

My friends and I, we all look the same, people often mistake us all for brothers

Maybe you know me as the kid who sits in the very back of class in a chair because he doesn't like writing around people, or maybe you know me as the varsity stall guard of the footbag team.

But when Introduce myself, I say "hi my name is Carter, son of Joseph. And I work at Cubbys"

P.s. I saw a bag of hickory bbq chips at my house once and that is how I came up with my pen name 

Playlist

listen to these songs, they are my all time favorites
I don't know if this is creative or not but i thought what better way to share something i love

this one Is a great song to an even greater video

"For What Its Worth"

The Most Important Girl in My Life

8th grade I was depressed as shit big dreams and nothing going my way
You were gone 

Just a couple miles away
You had no idea who I was
I remember him

he was a douche bag thank god that didn't work out

You spent more time with him and his damn Audi than you spent time thinking about me
You never made the time for me and I needed you the most
A few years later and you learned who I was
You came around when I needed you most and you saved my life
The business I worked for went out of business
The girl I liked didn't feel the same way
My grades were bad and they were worried about me
Hey, hey, what's up
That's it

All I needed to know you were there

You saved my life

Need

I wake up daily with a need for food, water, and shelter.

I wake up daily with a need for you, your smile, and your laugh

My daily dose of you is all I need to stay sane.

I need the pity laughs you give me for jokes that aren't funny 

Because even if you don't think they're funny you get them when others don't

I just want to take a moment to tell you how great you are and how I need you

I need to hear your voice tell me to be safe while I'm driving and replaying those words over and over again

When people need their parents I laugh and say grow up and get someone else

Cause I have you and when I'm with you all my worries go away and my needs no longer matter

I need you to want me.
to hold me.
to tell me the truth.

how to get "that" girl

1. Look over at her awkwardly in the distance and say nothing just think to yourself how pretty she is

2. Get up and pretend to get enough courage to ask her on a date

3. Chicken out, don't ask her, just sit down and finish your lunch

4.  Daydream about all of the amazing adventures your gonna have

5. At one point she will ask you if you have a pencil

6. Give her your pencil

7. Don't ask for it back, it's scary and she'll remember you every time she looks at it

8. Wait a couple days and realize she lost the pencil

9. Ask her for it back and when she says she lost it just say "oh okay, well what can you do?"

10. Ask her what her name is (you already know it but she doesn't know yours this is where she finds out)

11. Make small talk here and there every once in a while

12. Ask her what she did last weekend if the answer was hang out with jocks then abort. If it was Netflix continue. If it was Netflix and chilled then abort, she's a hoe

13. Ask her if she wants to hang out with you and some friends

14. When she comes to hang out, flirt with her here and then then ask her on a date, double date so you can't run out of things to say.

15. She's knows your interested take her out again

16. At this point if she's into you she will keep hanging out with you. If not she won't make time for you

17. Walk really close next to her if she makes space your done, quit now. If not try to hold her hand

19. In a week or too tell her you like her

20. A week after that let her know you want to be the only one taking her on dates

21. Ask her to be your girlfriend 

22. That is it. Your done. you've made it

23. This is all strait garbage and none of it really works

24. Don't use this for marriage it will end in divorce

25. Steps 1-5 is all I've ever really done sooooooooooooo just do 1-5

26. Delete any motivation you got from this post.

The Future Freaks Me Out

the future scares me

I am technically an adult but responsibility is biggest fear

My dreams are big, too big

How can i be so scared of failing but never care whenever i open the door and failure is staring me right in the face.

I've seen so many fail in things that scare me everyday

what if i get a divorce

what if i can't support my family

what if i my dream job is so out of reach have to settle for a stupid desk job has me living from paycheck to paycheck

what if i can't go to the places poor people only think about like New Zealand or france

Maybe I'm just being paranoid and should get over it but i was up till 5:30 am last monday just thinking about all of the things that could go wrong.

im sorry this isn't a poem and i'm sorry you read this but thank you for giving me a little time

i wish I knew "alive"

I wish I knew what it was like to be alive
But since 2008 I've been in a coffin most people would call a body
They have tried to bring me back to life ever since
But zombies can't exercise to feel better like humans can
They tried tricking me into thinking I was alive
They even tried just talking
Nothing ever works
Even if you bring something back to life it will never be the same
Doctors gave me medicine and it gave me feeling
But I'm still dead
Just walking the streets in a coffin you call a body

Adobe rap

the OG "building blocks"
the man made rocks
Stacked on top build a box
Poundin hard breakin locks
Tick Toks, father clocks
Mountain bikin needin shocks
Pour a drink taking shots
Taking shots killin flocks

Crap, there's blood on my shirt
Made from water and dirt
Throw one at you it hurts
Stand tall, concerts
Got a mission covert
Watching children, pervert
hey yo what up Herbert
Break a sweat you exert
Charging cable, insert
Oh no not the squirts

Now there goes my pants
Throw ya whip do ya dance
Got some bugs on these plants
Their crawling on me, red ants!
Changing my socks to my Stance
World of can do's and do can'ts
Heart to hearts, transplants

And This rap really sucks
"No it don't" "awe shucks"
And I don't give two f***s
All the Hicks driving trucks
Playing lorde, hundred lux
Watching hockey, Canucks
And I'm poppin my knucks
And Your all crazy shmucks
This poems deluxe
This poem is chucks
This poem is over

For you I would

If I could I would shake the stars to make a portrait of you just so everyone could see your beautiful smile light up the night sky like it does my heart

If I could I would pass a law that anyone as amazing and real as you would have to come see me just so I had an excuse to talk to you
If we were kids I'd wanna give you everything that you would want

If I could I would take you the 5,093 miles across the world just so you could see the beauty of Paris even though I'll be looking at you the entire time
If it were the time, I'd serve a mission for you because you deserve a return missionary (#church)

If I could I would write you a love poem so good it not only brought tears to your eyes but made the entire world forget about war and only remember what it's like to live

If I could I would publish your laugh on iTunes just so your #1 song could make depression subside throughout the nation
If I could I would have you to call mine


If I could, I'd do anything for you

Why?

Why is some carpet scratchy and some not?
Why is love a one way emotion?
Why is satan bad and god is good?
Why is Gambino hipster rap?
Why is Apple the biggest company ever?
Why is Islam "bad"?
Why should I go to school?
Why is this song so long?
Why is rivers and roads so sad?
Why do we drive when we can walk?
Why is this post online and not on a piece of paper?

Anxiety

8 years ago

He came home to grab clothes for a sleep over

He walked in the door and said hi to her

That moment... Right there... Three stairs up the case

That is where his childhood ended

He didn't go to the sleep over that night 

Instead he stayed home and cried myself to sleep

Countless times singing that hymn and she never changed her mind

How can a simple 8 words ruin an entire 10 year olds life

The next few years spent in darkness 

An empty pit with just his thoughts

It's easy to fake it

All he wants is what was taken from him.

Himself...

Robotic love

why is it people say robots can't feel emotion?
Sure our hardware can't withstand water
But I feel love and my love is strong
My movements might be someone else's program
But my heart drive is is all my own
See there is this other robot
She's chrome
Hydraulic
And man does she have a nice pair of bolts!
I've been trying with all my processing power to go talk to her
Eh that's not that important though...
All that matters is that I can feel love
It may not be the same love as a human
But damnit! I feel love better than most humans!

Make us proud

This is a poem for the hipsters

For the kids who don't spend lunch in the commons

For the parents who's kids need depression pills

And for the kids who take them

Make us proud

This ones for the girlfriends that love too much and the boyfriends that can't love enough

For the nerds that aren't smart enough to find an equation for fitting in

For the singles in the city of love

And for the parents who work 2 jobs and come home to a screaming child

Make us proud

This ones for the artist who can only seem to draw stick figures

For the planets too small there not allowed the title "planet"

For the girls who snort when they laugh

And for all the kids that make fun of them

Make us proud, cause one day the singles in Paris will find love

And the kids on pills will find happiness

And the boyfriends will learn to love more

While the nerds find out fitting in isn't all that matters

Make us proud because no matter how loud the child screams that parent still loves them

And the girls become comfortable when the laugh 

While the kids that made fun of them won't care cause they've done it too

And after all of that, you'll learn that no matter what happened we've always been on the stands cheering you on, and all you have to remember? 

You've made us proud...

(Steal like an artist)

Being the same

How to be the same:
1. Wear button up shirts
2. Pretend like you don't care but actually do
3. Make fun of people behind their back
4. Black Chuck Taylor's
5. Own an iPhone

How 2 B difERenT:
1. don't

Eyes

Eyes are extraordinary

Everyone has them yet nobody's are the same

Some people have big pupils some have little ones

Some have blue eyes or green or hazel or even all three

Some people have small eyes

But my favorite?

My favorite are your eyes

Your eyes give me the chills whenever I look at them

Your eyes tell me if your happy or sad or tired

Your eyes are really all I want to look at all day long

Your eyes make me want to close mine just so I don't get bored of looking at them

Your eyes are the reason I get up every morning and can't fall asleep at night.

Your eyes are funny

Your eyes are sweet

Your eyes are kind

Your eyes are perfect

I'm in love with your eyes

Color

I've never liked crayons
Even as a little kid I hated using them
They were always inconsistent
Never stayed sharp

First grade: my mother asked me what I needed for school and I gave her a list of things. Number one on that list was crayons

Second grade: I tried to avoid the inevitable and get colored pencils, then my teacher told me I had to get crayons

Third grade: "finally the year without crayons I know it!" My dreams were crushed in just a few short days

Fourth grade: I was rid of my stupid crayons once and for all

Fifth grade: nobody has crayons anymore and everyone moved to colored pencils

Sixth grade: for some reason erasable pens were a thing?

7th-9th grade: why does nobody have any crayons anymore?

Tenth grade: I miss my crayons

Eleventh grade: I want them back, they still suck they are still the worst writing utensil ever, but there is more to them than just that.

Twelfth grade: I'm pissed! how could I have gone all those years without crayons?!? There is so much more I could have done with them!! I hated them at the time but looking back still want them.

25 years old: it's too late now, my crayons are gone and I've lost all hope of finding them I didn't want them all this time. Now that they are completely gone I wish I would have never let them go.

Reasons Why I Hate Taylor Swift

Taylor Swift makes me really mad

Here's why:
I hate her music
I hate her lyrics
I hate her stupid eyes
I hate how much power she has
I hate how she is just another pretty face in Hollywood
I hate that she hates Katy Perry
I hate her song bad blood
I hate they my sisters love her
Her voice is annoying
I hate that she gets what she wants just by writing a letter
I like Kendrick Lamar less because of her
I hate how blond she is
I hate her album names
I hate that everyone likes her
I hate how much I hate her

I hate that nobody hates her as much as me

Hat Hair

Every day I wake up take a shower and put on a hat

I started doing this because I thought the hats looked good
Slowly it turned into because I hated my hair
I'm not sure why I hate my hair but I do

My hat was my addiction
It was part of me
I couldn't exist without my hat

"Did you cut your hair?"
"No, I'm just not wearing a hat"

The problem with with my hat?
When you take the hat off your hair is left messy
Hair is worse hidden under a piece of cloth than if it could breath in the first place.

Communication

Can you and I just please take a moment right now to talk

I dont care about what we talk about
I dont care about who we talk about 

But can we please just talk

I want to talk about the mole on your cheek
I want to talk about your first kiss

But all I really want to do is talk to you.

We could talk about how the Eiffel tower looks under a full moon
We could talk about how Beautiful your eyes look under a full moon

Lets talk about how many times in this poem I've already said "talk"
Lets talk about how I've said "talk" 14 times and how its getting so repetitive Im thinking about changing the entire poem

All I want to do with you is talk

I can talk about how beautiful you are
You can talk about... anything...

Introducción

MAS CARNE POR FAVOR!

Screaming this daily. This is what my life consists of. Between the lucid dreams and the constant need to ollie a skateboard.

This is the beginning of something big, something HUGE. This blog in some way will give you goose pimples, make you feel happy or sad, and none of those things at all.

Sorry all I can talk about is all the Spanish, because if I'm not at school I'm around all this Hispanics...

YO NECESITO POLLO POR FAVOR!

 "The F***s wrong with you?" there is a lot where do I start?

• I'm not very tall
• I swear too much.
• I'm scared to talk to girls.
• I can barely drive my own car.

This is just to Start. You'll learn more as we go, but as for right now...

NO HAY MANZANAS EN LA PARTE POSTERIOR!

That's all I can think of giving you