what the actual fuck. please tell me what is going on, i am so confused. but if it is about that, then i know everyone will agree.



on the up side, you seem to panning out quite nicely, i'm very happy with this sort of arrangement.



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often, i get lonely. regardless of how many people i see. it's almost as if the more people i see, the lonelier i get.

i can't sleep next to a stranger when i'm coming down

i keep floating down the river, but the ocean never comes
since the operation i heard you're breathing just for one
now everything is imaginary, especially what you love
you left another message said it's done,
it's done

when i hear beautiful music it's always from another time
old friends i never visit, i remember what they're like
standing on a doorstep full of nervous butterflies
waiting to be asked to come inside
just come inside

but i keep going out
i can't sleep next to a stranger when i'm coming down
it's 8 a.m. my heart is beating too loud
too loud
don't be so amazing or i'll miss you too much
i felt something that i had never touched

everything gets smaller now the further that i go
towards the mouth and the reunion of the Known and the Unknown
consider yourself lucky if you think of it as home
you can move mountains with your misery if you don't
if you don't

it comes to me in fragments, even those still split in two
under the eaves of that old Lime Tree i stood examining the fruit
some were ripe and some were rotten, i felt nauseous with the truth
there will never be a time more opportune

so i just won't be late
the window closes, shock rolls over in a tidal wave
and all the color drains out of the frame
so pleased with a daydream that now living is no good
i took off my shoes and walked into the woods
i felt lost and found with every step i took



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she was beautiful, but she didn't mean a thing to me

i suffer from a severe case of 'sour grapes'. i consistently manage to get bored of a boy who i obsess over if it turns out he's also keen. its the most irritating thing, and cheats me out of so many lovely situations, but yet i can't escape it. pull it together self.

absolutely bizarre, but one of the best times. so comfortable and relaxed. you are really a bit lovely, i'll try not to get bored with you just yet.

my housemate cooked me a roast dinner tonight. i nearly got teary because i love them so much.

quite content, i'd be more content if i could see my favourites though; chelsea, indigo and maxwell to name a few. missing matthew a lot, contemplating a visit to see him in the middle east around june.... if funding allows.

sleep beckons,
whisper dreamtales through their keyholes.

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