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yeah so boring i keep going on about this but i keep thinking of it and i'm writing essays atm and my only escape is writing stuff on lj. i'm a looser in other words. hurrah!
i can't really wait to move in with new people
it can be so bad
and so good
but i daydream about the good parts
for some reason it feels like i'll have a little family in london. like as if my life is finally being pieced together after all the crap thoughts i've been thinking and tearing myself apart with.
i guess i had alot of dreams and then got driven away and now i'm sort of ready to start over again
actually i dont think its being pieced together.
its more about accepting the crapness which makes me incredibly giddy.
who would have thought stop believing would make life worth living.
ithink i'm looking so much forward to it cos i know me and raf and cyril all love colour and i can't wait to get a colourful place to live. pretty shallow, yes, but its just something about sharing an ambition, even if its just how your house is going to look, which makes my life worth living. some sort of hope that i can share with people.
yes its very naive but in a very good way.
you know when u took alot of pictures before and the way you looked was how you wanted to feel and not how you felt? well i guess i feel like this. i'm actually as happy as the snot coloured mojito hair swimming in pastels and my little pony toys and whatnot i've got bluetacked to my windowstill.
(and thanks for linn for making the amazing hair and photoshopping the image until i looked beautiful!;) )
i can't really wait to move in with new people
it can be so bad
and so good
but i daydream about the good parts
for some reason it feels like i'll have a little family in london. like as if my life is finally being pieced together after all the crap thoughts i've been thinking and tearing myself apart with.
i guess i had alot of dreams and then got driven away and now i'm sort of ready to start over again
actually i dont think its being pieced together.
its more about accepting the crapness which makes me incredibly giddy.
who would have thought stop believing would make life worth living.
ithink i'm looking so much forward to it cos i know me and raf and cyril all love colour and i can't wait to get a colourful place to live. pretty shallow, yes, but its just something about sharing an ambition, even if its just how your house is going to look, which makes my life worth living. some sort of hope that i can share with people.
yes its very naive but in a very good way.
you know when u took alot of pictures before and the way you looked was how you wanted to feel and not how you felt? well i guess i feel like this. i'm actually as happy as the snot coloured mojito hair swimming in pastels and my little pony toys and whatnot i've got bluetacked to my windowstill.
(and thanks for linn for making the amazing hair and photoshopping the image until i looked beautiful!;) )