x

my boyfriend gave me a unicorn bracelet

imissindea. the end.

x

and this is why i love you,

m: oh lydia

why did you leave me?

l: you left me first!

m: pssh, just for a bit

l: but seriously, got used to my daily moustache dosage.

m: you left me, like, permanently

l: so, only solution is for us to elope. the end.

m: i know, experiencing the withdrawals yet

?

ok, done

where to?

l: worst hangover of my life pretty much.

.... guess.

m: hahaha

ok, i know, but that's really more a place to find an apartment

i say we find a remote island in se asia first

l: right deal, any preferences?

m: one beautiful, remote island is as good as the next as far as I'm concerned

maybe somewhere i can catch some fish

you know, to eat and stuff

l: ahhh, yes, good plan.

you gonna go all bear grylls?

m: more like swiss family robinson

with a monkey butler

that makes mean cocktails

uncertainty

i currently feel lost. i cannot decide where i want to be, or who i want to be, or what i want to do, or who i want to do. everything is tangled into knots, and my mind is flighty and indecisive. where is my mind?
glad about sydney though, i think that will give me some sense of sanity.
can't really explain how i made a best friend in 3 weeks, but it happened, and we understood each other perfectly. i'll miss that...







x

yes

it's true.


i lost count, tally is in double digits now though, and have found a new favourite who left me. he was the sweetest.


x

stars

Oh it's sitting on the tip of my tongue
as we're quietly strolling along.
I've been meaning to tell you for so long now
that it's got me stuck in a hold somehow.
You're looking me right in the eye.
We stop still and the world rushes by
and as I struggle to hide it inside I find that
I lack the courage to tell you.
And all I can manage to say is

"You are by far my favourite.
and I've been thinking it's about time that you knew.
That you are by far my favourite.
And I hope that I'm by far your favourite too."

You're looking at me ever so strange.
I guess it's time I should really explain.
You see I'm ever so glad that I met you now
I'm constantly being amazed at how you
make all my troubles dissolve.
Every kiss leaves me wanting another and my
heart hits the floor when I see you.
And I feel so sure when I say that

"You are by far my favourite.
And I've been thinking it's about time that you knew.
That you are by far my favourite.
And I hope that I'm by far your favourite too."

So will you forgive this stuttering fool?
This mess of a girl? Oh, please don't be cruel.

Cause you are by far my favourite.
And I've been thinking it's about time that you knew.
That you are by far my favourite.
And I hope that I'm by far your favourite too.





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searching for the inner man

Society invents a spurious convoluted logic tae absorb and change people whae’s behaviour is outside its mainstream. Suppose that ah ken aw the pros and cons, know that ah’m gaunnae huv a short life, am ay sound mind etcetera, etcetera, but still want tae use smack? They won’t let ye dae it. They won’t let ye dae it, beacuse its seen as a sign ay thir ain failure. The fact that ye jist simply choose tae reject whit they huv to offer. Choose us. Choose life. Choose mortgage payments; choose washing machines; choose cars; choose sitting oan a couch watching mind-numbing and spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fuckin junk food intae yir mouth. Choose rotting away, pishing and shiteing yersel in a home, a total fuckin embarrassment tae the selfish, fucked-up brats ye’ve spawned to replace yourself. Choose life.

- Trainspotting.