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i feel flat and dull and still can't switch my thoughts off for sleep, i think i'll cut off all my hair so no one knows me anymore.

seeing sweet friends play sweet music onstage at big day out is going to be so rad, i'm so effing excited! and jens lekman, and spoon (twice!) and the arcade fire (maybe three times!) and more! and everything has fallen into place as of last night, and everything's amazing!

how to feel better:

• quit comfort eating cos it makes you a little too cuddly.
• don't be selfish, be happy to please others too.
  
• appreciate things you've got & don't wish too much for things you don't.
• say more words to more people & don't be scared.
• read more books to fill your head with dreams.

i'm back in brisbane, i arrived wearing my jumper and had to take it off as soon as i hit the tarmac, how disappointing! upon my arrival to melbourne was record shopping, cheap scotch at a dodgy inner-city bistro, and sitting in a park catching up on cuddles and the like. pizza and cigarettes in a cosy, dark cafe with second-hand lounges and shoes ( Read more... )

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i've been busy today, because:


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if i won a million dollars, i'd run away to different countries with my friends & on my return i'd buy an old, neat house in paddington or newmarket on a road with trees around & a little verandah & a big red wooden door. i'd have a pony in the backyard (or maybe up the street) & a dumb, cute dog & i'd smoke peter stuyvesants on the floor & invite ( Read more... )