thirteen point five hour day.

the longest day i;ve done, no break.
the toilet was the only time i sat down.

it;s 10.36 and i crave soysauges, a shower & you.

26/7/2010

today so far i have learnt that i can make kooky/cute/punk songs with just distorted guitar and me shouting.

i;m pretty excited.

now i just need a band name.

totes gonna eat some tahini yoghurt and play melodica in the kitchen and write up a resume.

YEH THAT;S MY DAY AND I KNOW YOU WANT TO HEAR ABOUT IT.

p.s. rock on.

perisian carpet.

26/7/2010; game on.

NO !

55 = NU UH !

50 = YEH !

ewe.

one day i;ll be able to grow leaves again.

pictures i lyk;

everyday i dream about what my cafe would look lyk. i would sell succulents and cacti inside as well as make a real great coffee, it would be really cute.

i would still have dark eyebrows.

the one photo i never got a chance to send to you;

eyebrows;

i love them dark and thick.

possibly best ever.

the love of my life;

jim halpert.

this is all i hear from yr mouth;

BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH.

ME; I DO WHAT I WANT !

life continues to throw shit in my face;

i met you.
i lyked you alot, you inspired me.
i lost you.

now; can;t eat, sleep, talk.
everything reminds me of you.
i;m weak & i feel sick 24 hours a day.

on top of everything else.

i just want something good, i want a second chance, i want to be alone, i don;t want to be alone, i don;t want to feel sick anymore, i don;t want to feel lyk death every morning, i don;t want seperated days, i;m sick of taking things one day at a time, i;m over it, it;s been that way my entire life.
i don;t want anymore drama. i;m too young to have all this happen to me.

please just give me something good.

not so righteous anymore;

sea horses;

i read this in eating animals today;

"Sea horses, more than most animals, inspire wonder--they draw our attention to the astonishing similarities and discontinuities between each kind of creature and every other. They can change colour to blend in with their surroundings, and beat their dorsal fins nearly as fast as a hummingbird beats it's wings. Because they have no teeth or stomach, food moves through them almost instantly, requiring them to eat constantly. (Hence such adaptations as eyes that move independently, which allow them to search for prey without turning their heads.) Not terribly good swimmers, they can die of exhaustion when caught in even small currents, so they prefer to anchor themselves to sea grasses or coral, or to each other--they like to swim in pairs, linked by their prehensile tails. Sea horses have complicated routines for courtship, and tend to mate under full moons, making musical sounds while doing so. They live in long-term monogamous partnerships. What is perhaps most unusual, though, is that it is the male sea horse that carries the young for up to six weeks. Males become properly 'pregnant', not only carrying, but fertilizing and nourishing the developing eggs with fluid secretions. The image of males giving birth is perpetually mind-blowing; a turbid liquid bursts forth from the brood pouch, and like magic, minuscule but fully formed sea horses appear out of the cloud."

i thought it was beautiful.

dear skins;

jack o connell, yr real awesome looking in the face slash probably everywhere.

skins however continues to get more and more epic each season as i found out tonight.

current life; working, making out with some awesome dude who has a moo-stache and can proudly tie his hair into a pony tail (i know, he;s really achieved in life) and eating icecream.