tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38677059832022813372024-03-19T01:24:23.851-07:00Imperfect thingscierra madisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868403726654294068noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867705983202281337.post-5180563879708448662012-01-29T19:26:00.001-08:002012-01-29T19:26:43.643-08:00~The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face~The first time ever I saw your face, I thought the sun rose in your eyes.<br />
And the moon and stars were the gifts you gave,<br />
To the dark and the endless sky, my love.<br />
And the first time ever I kissed your mouth,<br />
I felt the earth move through my hands.<br />
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird<br />
That was there at my command.<br />
<br />
And the first time ever I lay with you,<br />
I felt your heart so close to mine.<br />
And I know our joy would fill the earth,<br />
And last till the end of time, my love.<br />
<br />
The first time ever I saw your face.cierra madisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868403726654294068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867705983202281337.post-23929814312646388972011-12-08T22:10:00.001-08:002011-12-08T22:10:47.332-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcZCWsJF9q4cD7Ap4w3SGQugjqwoXeA3OrbbpHy-iCuQcgRpf38qJIENtmqlAu4KSrSPR13JOT1s3sKlzRB3RCzNvYcPyerA2CpWfiF1o53-Bb_Ii6Odi9I7yqdIIh9X4VM96WDBs-rX8/s1600/audreyh+black+and+white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="219" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcZCWsJF9q4cD7Ap4w3SGQugjqwoXeA3OrbbpHy-iCuQcgRpf38qJIENtmqlAu4KSrSPR13JOT1s3sKlzRB3RCzNvYcPyerA2CpWfiF1o53-Bb_Ii6Odi9I7yqdIIh9X4VM96WDBs-rX8/s320/audreyh+black+and+white.jpg" /></a></div>cierra madisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868403726654294068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867705983202281337.post-60650027184655429822011-11-11T22:36:00.000-08:002011-11-11T22:36:41.295-08:00Perception of RealityI am positive that no one reads this thing. But I like having something to spill things to I guess..haha <br />
And if for some wild reason someone does read this, WARNING: the following is a rant of emotional turmoil..<br />
Have you ever wanted something so badly, it hurt? <br />
There's this person I want to be. She is fictional, but she is really great in every way. She's really smart, beautiful inside and out, she makes her parents proud, she makes her friends proud, she does everything perfectly ( sports, music, etc.), she could have any guy she wanted, she is confident in who she is and what she does...<br />
And I want so badly to be this girl. BUT sadly enough, I'm me. I'm Cierra Madison Haas. And I am having a hard time trying to figure out why exactly I am the way I am..maybe...IDK...this is stupid...what I am saying?...why do I bother, no one reads this shitcierra madisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868403726654294068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867705983202281337.post-37403276649577971352011-10-22T21:52:00.000-07:002011-10-22T21:52:00.597-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbTPJ7bOr-_0W4rahkWgcFzgUE-9y5hYQJHyhYbRbzAPFc2AoCS9BbGTfjH9ZJwtrXBHlTp-O8YLTzXY6EBSIcjO3ewCwSwLrraiv9wUPnl38cCPxWwSt3brxLgIP9cEbFWrnZvcHFEGI/s1600/share+a+random+moment" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="225" width="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbTPJ7bOr-_0W4rahkWgcFzgUE-9y5hYQJHyhYbRbzAPFc2AoCS9BbGTfjH9ZJwtrXBHlTp-O8YLTzXY6EBSIcjO3ewCwSwLrraiv9wUPnl38cCPxWwSt3brxLgIP9cEbFWrnZvcHFEGI/s320/share+a+random+moment" /></a></div>cierra madisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868403726654294068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867705983202281337.post-21402497751521915632011-10-16T00:40:00.001-07:002011-10-16T00:40:59.309-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Kv2M2eEQKCd_FjWACvgmtrAtMdlFgG6SjCLcgHuW0t9GWt5xqBl6npsLw5sfjtZYefOs1KDwX8sIFJ5vsI6aqddPoClYuHicWVsD8mrJYX9nXXjNqsqdSD3DxqGcAK7GWvbzYAnydiA/s1600/me+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="180" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Kv2M2eEQKCd_FjWACvgmtrAtMdlFgG6SjCLcgHuW0t9GWt5xqBl6npsLw5sfjtZYefOs1KDwX8sIFJ5vsI6aqddPoClYuHicWVsD8mrJYX9nXXjNqsqdSD3DxqGcAK7GWvbzYAnydiA/s320/me+1.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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It's about looking in the mirror and seeing what's on the inside..cierra madisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868403726654294068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867705983202281337.post-27941867856514309692011-10-16T00:25:00.001-07:002011-10-16T00:25:53.537-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3or3Dy5_Yrwnf_69LQx3LpcJyvg1sgyknlXZRF96XZrYXnaKUhzpdwG60P2rUV8Clw08VMda9Xw3IiYXIe-4bpkA9IDOVQVFvAp_I3VTayl5HJ4Ge9KDFcHMpRprEmGllpX4zTnV97hM/s1600/sex+drugs+n+rock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="195" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3or3Dy5_Yrwnf_69LQx3LpcJyvg1sgyknlXZRF96XZrYXnaKUhzpdwG60P2rUV8Clw08VMda9Xw3IiYXIe-4bpkA9IDOVQVFvAp_I3VTayl5HJ4Ge9KDFcHMpRprEmGllpX4zTnV97hM/s320/sex+drugs+n+rock.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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where you have to actually be a legitimately good singer to be famous. Where you have to actually know what it is like to feel pain before you can help others deal with theirs. Where you have to actually know it’s Bob’s birthday without facebook having reminding you. Where you can tell the person you love that you love them with no strings attached. Where every teenage girl in the world doen’t feel like no one “really knows” them, when it is totally obvious that their mother does. Where everyone is really themselves and not what they are told that they are because of the T.V. or the magazines. Where not everyone is the same kind of “different”. Where the richest person in America isn’t some random white guy. Where cusing isn’t like the alphabet and EVERYONE knows every curse word there is. Where people can finally admit that they are just as screwed up as everyone else is, if not more.cierra madisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868403726654294068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867705983202281337.post-45710017111588591192011-10-16T00:17:00.000-07:002011-10-16T00:17:49.654-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0oYOmNOnJwhVfNqQap7Jk4E5FQ3DFZ2-6t6vaev6wIM4yHcybFTJCU1J0-nsGLWf5OgE-VFGBJEg8ewFmZKRA7isobD4rRlWXYCIwJwqihNqFLBGfVr5d0TpE8MXfkQqMadfKcB6kaZM/s1600/art+is+salvation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0oYOmNOnJwhVfNqQap7Jk4E5FQ3DFZ2-6t6vaev6wIM4yHcybFTJCU1J0-nsGLWf5OgE-VFGBJEg8ewFmZKRA7isobD4rRlWXYCIwJwqihNqFLBGfVr5d0TpE8MXfkQqMadfKcB6kaZM/s320/art+is+salvation.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Definitely true by all means...cierra madisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868403726654294068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867705983202281337.post-72456235293699644922011-10-15T21:10:00.000-07:002011-10-15T21:10:25.737-07:00Soulfreak +So I guess remembered a few more bands :<br />
the pricks<br />
mamas and papas<br />
grateful dead<br />
phish<br />
the descendants<br />
agent orange<br />
black uhru<br />
beastie boys<br />
bad brains<br />
arctic monkeys<br />
ape hangers<br />
Angus and Julia stone<br />
bat for lashes<br />
beck<br />
billy Paul<br />
belle and Sebastian<br />
ben folds<br />
bob Marley<br />
Ziggy Marley<br />
bright eyes<br />
bush<br />
cage the elephant<br />
circle jerks<br />
coldplay<br />
conor oberest<br />
D.O.A.<br />
coyote shivers<br />
cream<br />
cranberries<br />
crystals<br />
dead kennedys<br />
death cab for cutie<br />
Dee lite<br />
dire straits<br />
don mclean<br />
Dr.know<br />
dramarama<br />
edie brickell<br />
edwyn collins<br />
fats domino<br />
flight of the concords<br />
gg allin<br />
four tops<br />
g.love & special sauce<br />
iggy pop<br />
janis jopin<br />
Jane's addiction<br />
jason maraz<br />
jimmy eat world<br />
joe cocker<br />
kaiser chiefs<br />
kate nash<br />
kimya dawson<br />
lou reed<br />
lynard skynard<br />
marcy playground<br />
matt & kim<br />
meat puppets<br />
MIA<br />
minus the bear<br />
mumford and sons<br />
my morning jacket<br />
Neil Young<br />
nena<br />
natural calamity<br />
neon trees<br />
nine inch nails<br />
nofx<br />
pearl jam<br />
peter tosh<br />
Pixies<br />
please<br />
primus<br />
police<br />
radiohead<br />
ramones<br />
red hot chili peppers<br />
regina spektor<br />
rise against<br />
ray charles<br />
richie valens<br />
roger allen wade<br />
savage garden<br />
sean<br />
sean lennon<br />
john lennon<br />
paul McCartney<br />
sivlersun pickups<br />
smokey robinson and the miracles<br />
sly and the family stone<br />
soul asilum <br />
steel pulse<br />
stevie wonder<br />
stone temple pilots<br />
the b-52s<br />
the coasters <br />
the damned<br />
the flaming lips<br />
the kooks<br />
meicies<br />
the moldy peaches<br />
paragons<br />
the offspring<br />
the ocean blue<br />
the proclaimers<br />
the smiths<br />
the temptations<br />
the vandals<br />
the velvet underground<br />
the weirdos<br />
the whitestripes<br />
thunderclap newman<br />
tsol<br />
white town<br />
<br />
....and I think that might be all of them...hahaha or maybe not...ya never know..<br />
Much love,<br />
Cra Madisoncierra madisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868403726654294068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867705983202281337.post-84821572815048244542011-10-14T11:45:00.000-07:002011-10-15T12:24:07.385-07:00SoulfreakOK..so I wanted to try to think of every band I like...and this is what I have so far...<br />
Rage against the machine<br />
MGMT<br />
Mazzy star<br />
nirvana<br />
johnny cash<br />
the Beatles<br />
the cramps<br />
the clash<br />
the queers<br />
suicidal tendencies<br />
cake<br />
violent femmes<br />
Japanese motors<br />
social distortion<br />
rem<br />
black flag<br />
decemberists<br />
foster the people<br />
Fiona apple (early stuff)<br />
jewel (real early stuff)<br />
the specials<br />
billie holiday<br />
yeal naim<br />
buddy holly<br />
Ben Harper<br />
bob dylan<br />
Dave Matthews band<br />
Elton john<br />
Bombay bicycle club<br />
carpenters<br />
deniece williams<br />
Gomez<br />
gorillaz<br />
Israel kamakawiwo'ol<br />
jack Johnson<br />
Jane's addiction<br />
Jimi Hendrix<br />
joy division<br />
Kenny loggins<br />
led zeppelin<br />
lee michaels<br />
pink floyd<br />
Motown<br />
Natalie merchant<br />
4 non blondes<br />
plasmatics<br />
Simon & Garfunkel<br />
sublime<br />
black keys<br />
tomorrows tulips<br />
black lips<br />
the doors<br />
the animals<br />
the wallflowers<br />
Ute lemper<br />
the who<br />
vampire weekend<br />
weezer<br />
fleet foxes<br />
bon Iver<br />
dead milkmen<br />
voxhaul broadcast<br />
we were promised jetpacks<br />
the soft pack<br />
<br />
And much much more...this is all I could think of right now...<br />
Maybe I'll think of more later on..<br />
<br />
Much love,<br />
Cracierra madisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868403726654294068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867705983202281337.post-50568198631942672682011-10-13T17:34:00.000-07:002011-10-13T17:34:16.237-07:00Flawed InspirationSo..first post...and I want to talk about someone I idolize. Alex Knost. I pretty much adore everything this freak does. From his insane surfing ability, to his amazing music...his great artwork to his gnarly dressing sense...this guy is like top notch bad ass wicked tacos fantastic*. I mean if I end up being anything like this cat, I'll be beyond stoked.<br />
I mean, I'm not trying to copy the guy....and I do have my own sense of things i.e. my own surf style (rust me..it's pretty unique to me), my own writing style and artistic way of looking shit I guess.....but Mr.Knost plays a serious role in my life..pretty much only because he seriously seems to be himself and also a genuinely nice dude....<br />
I also realize I am rambling...but shyea....<br />
(*I kinda have my own little lingo...all my braddas are used to it...and I'm sure y'all catch on soon enough)cierra madisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868403726654294068noreply@blogger.com0