- remembering the love my grandma and papa had for me.
- opening my eyes in the morning to the sun shinning through white curtains.
- tossing fresh sheets in the air, watching them fall flat open on the bed, tucking them under the corners of the mattress and going to bed in them that same night.
- discovering a new favorite song.
- someone who encourages me to freestyle rap, but someone who makes me feel comfortable enough that I do it.
- salt waves above my feet and washing out between my toes.
- sunsets, all over the world.
- seeing people genuinely happy, laughing, loving.
- hugging dogs, especially golden retrievers, German and Australian Shepherds, border collies, golden doodles, Great Danes. big dogs.
- making my way through trails in the woods, sweating, getting dirt on my legs, possibly getting rained on in the process, reaching a destination, preferably a beach or high mountain peak, looking out and feeling the win, preferably half naked, in a bathing suit or sports bra and runners.
- being with my best friends, the ones that truly know me.
- making lists like this.
- getting dressed up in a nice girly, sexy, classic fit and going to a fancy restaurant for dinner or drinks with someone who I adore.
- running.
- swimming in the ocean.
- cooking homemade meals for others.
- someone who knows how to take good pics of me.
- traveling to a new place.
- sharing time with others that I love, and adore.
- finding people that I can learn from.
- catching myself talking to myself in weird accents.
- hearing someone appreciate my music or my art.
- shots of tequila with the homies.
- when people give me things because they wanted to.
- when someone remembers something about me, a small detail.
- when someone that I’m interested in keeps eye contact with me.
- jamming with someone.
- doing something daring and crazy, better with a sidekick.
- silent and peaceful getaways.
- being a princess and being treated like one.
- making a 3 pointer. swish!
another mid-day shower just thinking of you
didn’t see me with love in your eyes
you thought that might make me cry
I’m a gold ring on your hand
I deserve better praise like the rush is gonna sink us all again
you feel cold in the night, wondering why you let me slide
but let me tell you that I’m free of it babe
and I don’t want it no more
you didn’t have to do too much hard-damn convincing
the door was right there and I just walked on out
another mid-day shower just singing the blues
but don’t get it twisted, cuz I ain’t hurting for you
I got a six blade knife and I’m running to shoot
I ain’t doing no trippin in my cognac cowgirl boots
…
try to keep it quiet now darling
cuz they’re coming for you
blue eyed emotions
I can’t help myself
just forgot how
tenderness felt
then remembered it
10 times better
walking slowly in the rainy
weather
a few times together
Blues on the stereo
roses in our hands
clutching onto
our first dance
just a miracle
just an illusion
i’m your apple
i’m your poison
just a miracle
just an illusion
i’m your apple
i’m your poison
player played
hallucination
i’m your doctor
pain prescription
no blame here
no hesitations
i’m your doctor
revolution
think you know me
it’s constitution
i’m a drugggg… forbidden
i’m a drug
forbidden.
can’t ride me,
can’t taste me .
can’t know me–
i’m a drug…
druggg.
forbidden.
when I finally have you and can hold you…not losing hope for you. I know my heart went cold, I did a lot of things maybe not for the good – or the better of me at that time. but I’m seeing it through, all so that I’m more free for when the day comes that I finally meet you.
the wine was blue like a river through the snow
apples and eve wore glitter and gold
mental pain jumped like a rabbit without gloves
purrs urgent was the name they called it
shooting arrows on a little woman’s juke box
meanwhile,
the pulse ran through us like through a snakes chest
it was bright behind the bush at night and kept us looking
still,
we’re looking
hi everyone 🙂 I made my first vlog. ‘Tiffani Nightly‘
I live in Argentina, alone. I’ve been here for two years so far without returning to the states. I haven’t seen many of my old friends or my family, or even just been around the customs of my own culture in awhile. I’ve been experiencing a break through and have learned so much about the culture here, myself, people, life and love.
I wana go with this channel for fun, to talk about my day and my life. To eliminate some of the lonely feeling I have and to share with all of you.
My goal is to hopefully inspire some of you, make you laugh, make you cringe, elevate your curiosity, and just give you some girl gossip of the life I live and lived.
I also am an artist, a writer, and a freestyle rapper/singer. I’ll be posting some of those too. For now, I don’t have a studio, no professional equipment or beats – but I will set that up eventually and get a mic. And the forthcoming future suggests some type of Podcast. Stay tuned 🙂
a ring of fire encaptured my father. he left himself. following a trail, somewhere in the sky – he imagined it like that. leaving.
where he saw his parents again. some old friends. where he felt he’d finally have a chance to start over again.
I can’t feel how far I am anymore. and I can’t tell if I feel more or less pain. I guess some of us fail to learn from our mistakes, like my dad.
Spanish version
un aro de fuego encapsuló a mi padre. se fue él mismo. siguiendo un camino, en algún lugar del cielo. se lo imaginaba así. partiendo.
donde volvió a ver a sus padres. a algunos viejos amigos. donde sintió que por fin tendría la oportunidad de empezar todo de nuevo.
ya no puedo sentir lo lejos que estoy. y no puedo decir si siento más o menos dolor. parece que algunos no aprendemos de nuestros errores, como mi padre.
no one ever really makes me nervous,
I guess I felt vulnerable around you.
now i’m wondering why I let myself go.
you didn’t have to go and do something shady like that.
you didn’t have to treat me so well like that.
i’m confused and in bed, with memories of us holding each other in the backseat.
but you didn’t have to go and do something shady like that.
you didn’t have to treat me so well like that.
and that’s the hard part.
this is about how I feel when I’m with you
how the embrace you give me makes me not wana leave you
the look in your eyes while looking at mine,
feels like a first love kind of thing.
electric charge with you babe
you wired me straight
a lot of inspiration lately
a lot of missed messages
lot of liars, lot of lovers,
lot of misconceptions