Close your eyes and re-invent me.
The pills aren't working. Or so I don't think...
Saw the doctor last week and he said to come back next week, and he will probably up the does to 40mg. Fan-motherfucking-tastic.
My throat hurts really badly. It has for a couple of days. I am so lost at the moment. *Sigh*
I just don't know.
Niko sent me Chuck Palahniuk's new book, Haunted, which was super generous of him. We haven't even got it in NZ, so I feel uber spoiled.
The other day, at one of my fave shops, I found this cute black mesh bustier/corset that I can just squeeze into. It was only $4. I spent a total of $15 there. I bought a black denim skirt that I am going to tear up and sew lace onto, this black singlet that has eyelets all the way down the front and you hook a chain through to tighten it, this khaki top with fishnet mesh and zips all over it and a black woollen jersey.
I do spill out of the bustier a little, but I don't think it looks too gross. It's cool 'cause I can wear it under my clothes, unlike my other one. Well, I probably could but I have never tried. I love wearing corsets, they make me feel like a woman.
I broke down the other night. I just couldn't stop crying. I felt like death. I could almost taste the silvery smell of it in my mouth.
I'm hungry. Even though I ate about an hour and a half ago.
Lana came over earlier, which was rad. We smoked a ton, ate chocolate and talked. I love her coming over. And sorry again Susie and Ros for not coming out with you guys, I felt reallllly shitty.
My first exam is next week, I have to be honest and admit I haven't studied as mush as I should. It'The question I am going to answer is on the transition of phtoography to moving picture, to film. I already know a bit about photography, so I should be ok. I really don't have the energy to care.
Deb and Toby are moving out...
Dug's moving into my room. Which kinda makes sense, as he sleeps there every night and hangs out in there. He suggested that we combine our food cupboards too, which made me smile. He's been really good through my battle. And still is. HJe came in just before, and I said to him "you make me happy", and he said "you make me happy." I just hope I don't fuck things up for us.
This is one of my fave pics of Dug. He looks pissed off... but hott.
I feel ill. My bottom lip is itching. I am tired. I woke up at 10am, read Haunted for about an hour and a half, and then woke up at 2pm and Dug and I got up. Well, he got up, showered, and made me breakfast.
I think I am gonna have a cigarette and then shower, then read my book and go to bed.
Saw the doctor last week and he said to come back next week, and he will probably up the does to 40mg. Fan-motherfucking-tastic.
My throat hurts really badly. It has for a couple of days. I am so lost at the moment. *Sigh*
I just don't know.
Niko sent me Chuck Palahniuk's new book, Haunted, which was super generous of him. We haven't even got it in NZ, so I feel uber spoiled.
The other day, at one of my fave shops, I found this cute black mesh bustier/corset that I can just squeeze into. It was only $4. I spent a total of $15 there. I bought a black denim skirt that I am going to tear up and sew lace onto, this black singlet that has eyelets all the way down the front and you hook a chain through to tighten it, this khaki top with fishnet mesh and zips all over it and a black woollen jersey.
I do spill out of the bustier a little, but I don't think it looks too gross. It's cool 'cause I can wear it under my clothes, unlike my other one. Well, I probably could but I have never tried. I love wearing corsets, they make me feel like a woman.
I broke down the other night. I just couldn't stop crying. I felt like death. I could almost taste the silvery smell of it in my mouth.
I'm hungry. Even though I ate about an hour and a half ago.
Lana came over earlier, which was rad. We smoked a ton, ate chocolate and talked. I love her coming over. And sorry again Susie and Ros for not coming out with you guys, I felt reallllly shitty.
My first exam is next week, I have to be honest and admit I haven't studied as mush as I should. It'The question I am going to answer is on the transition of phtoography to moving picture, to film. I already know a bit about photography, so I should be ok. I really don't have the energy to care.
Deb and Toby are moving out...
Dug's moving into my room. Which kinda makes sense, as he sleeps there every night and hangs out in there. He suggested that we combine our food cupboards too, which made me smile. He's been really good through my battle. And still is. HJe came in just before, and I said to him "you make me happy", and he said "you make me happy." I just hope I don't fuck things up for us.
This is one of my fave pics of Dug. He looks pissed off... but hott.
I feel ill. My bottom lip is itching. I am tired. I woke up at 10am, read Haunted for about an hour and a half, and then woke up at 2pm and Dug and I got up. Well, he got up, showered, and made me breakfast.
I think I am gonna have a cigarette and then shower, then read my book and go to bed.