February 2012
Nina Simone - Love Me Or Leave Me
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I just ate a handful of grapes that tasted like mould :/
Feel like I should keep you in the loop, so yeah, erm, been diagnosed depressed. Also, wahoo. Also, also, yayy.
(Can you tell I don’t have a clue what to do, or how to act? Can ya?)
I’m just really unhappy.
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Anonymous asked: Is it fare to lead someone on?
“I am tired of myself tonight, I should like to be somebody else.”
– Oscar Wilde
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Je suis drunk et, avec AQndrew et c#est coooooool
I am vain, and my photography blog does not get... →
“I’m happy enough.
I don’t expect much,
I don’t give much,
I...”
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Today, I realised my life would be vastly improved if I didn’t have such a strong aversion to movement.
Luv me or h8 me, dat iz da queshtun. Luv me or h8 me, it’s stil an obseshun
I had a bit of a moment in a club on Friday. I was walking down the stairs, and the roof was painted purple with white spots. So I was like “Hey it’s like a milka cow! Whoah, milka cow.. Milk-a cow, Milk a cow, I get it!”.
Oh me..
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Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there’s nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger; Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, Disguise fair nature with hard-favour’d rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let pry...
Hello bright world, Hello good sense. I shall be seeing, You. Soon, boy.
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BRONZE ADONIS
She didn’t like the rib cage / the coat-hanger hips The razor-sharp shoulder blades / always give her jip She’s reading Edward De Bono under the palms He sprays Odorono under his arms I was to say the least alarmed When the bronze adonis got her…
I lay beneath the parasol / watched him with the chicks Horsing around with his aerosol / they whispered about his...
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Nina Simone - Sinnerman
OMG, I spent so long sat writing on the loo (it’s only been the last two posts) that my legs went completely dead. I tried to stand up, and plummeted forward. I was back up against the wall, barely before I corrected myself.
Also, an addenda that didn’t seem to require it’s own post; I always seem to get so very much more words-y, quotes-y, simile-y when I’m wired.
But,...
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Apart from all the real, and meaningful epiphanies I’ve had tonight, the absence that popular culture, actually just any non-college prescribed culture has left me completely starved. I loved these people. The catwalk burners, the working divas, the heavenly men of the silver screen. And now, they create their paths without me. The imprint they are leaving, they’ve already left,...
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I’m just having one of those days, where one goes completely insane.
It’s been almost a proud claim that I am a good apologiser. But cowardice is just, it’s just selfish. And I don’t know why it took tonight to screw my head on a little tighter, but there we go. Tonight I type fast, I type what I mean, and I regret it in the morning.
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Anonymous asked: I might hate you more, ill never love you less?
It’s another one of those times where one just has to be completely naked.
January 2012
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Ingrid Michaelson - Be OK
Dolly Parton - Jolene
03:03, and my thighs are ON FIRE.
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Over four hours of intense static bike exercise (spinning), and my arse is pulsing like I’ve gone ten rounds with a horse.
My life is kinda like ham
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Just think, in ten years, the noughties revival will be starting.
I am making me.
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Etta James is dead?
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