i've been away i guess. from here. existentially maybe. physically too i guess. i've moved from Paris back to the north of England. i feel like i left any fun part of me over the sea. the side of me that wanted to go out in the evenings, meet people, get into arguments in French, sit by dusky canals drinking wine whilst mosquitos nibbled my bare ( Read more... )

watching future islands on tuesday inspired me to come back. yeah. big sweaty scarily voiced old man. siiiick. but you know when you'd exhausted, not expecting anything to actually be good and just want to go home, camera strap digging into my shoulder, pint sloshing uncomfortably in my belly. and then. i was impressed ( Read more... )

sorry livejournal. everything is just a bit too overwhelming for words ( Read more... )

i'm still here. i went to England for 2 weeks and fell in love.


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i go back to England tomorrow. it's been a while. i'm going to relax in the Lincolnshire countryside with my dad for a few days. explore dying seaside towns on the east coast, eat fish and chips, take pictures of dive-bombing seagulls. kiss me quick. 2p machines. i bought a new bag to travel with. purple flowers. metro to the train to the plane to ( Read more... )

if only every working week could last just two days. every day and night from tuesday has passed in a rose tinted haze. toro y moi for downbeat chill wave. free tickets thanks to mr supermonamour and irish singer song writer's connections. 104, some cultural explosion, with cinema kareoke. hundreds of us in a spectacularly lit courtyard, singing ( Read more... )

the bruises are fading. the one on my face was the worst. in my classes, i could feel the eyes. but of course nobody would mention it. and the circular bite mark, edged with teeth. it feels rough under my fingers. i'm a mess right now. i almost tumbled down 5 flights of stairs on my knees last night. i didn't go to his gig because i couldn't face ( Read more... )

i'm spinning so i don't know where to start/stop ( Read more... )

it's finally raining so i can sleep and breathe again. i have nice things in my fridge: pineapple from monoprix, little gem lettuce, pink grapefruit juice, vodka. i went on a sort of date, which kind of odd, considering the circumstances. you're supposed to get to know the person slightly before you jump into bed with them i suppose. he's a graphic ( Read more... )

give me wall of sound white noise feedback screeching. i am numb and it will wash over me and block up my ears.


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