this is going to sound super lame, but sometimes I imagine having a cute life, with a cute man, with tea, a fab apartment, cuddley blankets, good music, movies, and books, a good life, and a kitty. Note the kitty and tea make or break this deal.
evidently I’m in the mood to cuddle.
sometimes I wish I had a you.
I’m dreaming of far away fields where we can be born and nothing yields but for now this is just a dream as reality wanes wanting this to be.
thinking of how fab my new apartment is.
numerous attempts trying to document how I had a good weekend at my apartment and tumblr wouldn’t let me post. so now feeling redundant I’m just going to mention this and hope it works weekend good- but life goes on.
steady as she goes.
my friends have kidnapped me over the last few days, just fillin in the void of living. yes- angst and apathy- whilst I am still young. just kidding, it’s been fun times. but the summer still feels like it’s yet to even start… strange.
saw Bedouin Soundclash the other night, I always get excited cause they went to my school. I’m so patriotic that way. also thought I’d document the idea that I really do have an awesome best friend. came over yesterday and relayed my stories to which he declared that he doesn’t believe I’m crazy- despite the fact I may be clincally so. He’s just a good guy, and...
sounds a lot like the truth lately. my shrink would agree.
there's someone in my head and it's not me.
was just fired, that was fun and liberating. it really was mutual. the only thing that pisses me off is that my reputation and name have been slandered by someone whose iq barely rivals a goldfish.
home made cocoa and serial killers.
waiting for the storm, watching some dexter.
just had to go run my mom some eye drops, and have gotten back to where I feel most best today. made a salad with some egg whites and spices, and proceeded to spill a curry-chili substance on my white t shirt. So for now it is soaking and I am wearing none of my own clothes. Dawning some brothers old sweat pants and a large tshirt of his, tying my hair up in one of my moms silk scarves....
I went crazy again today.
twice since wednesday I have completely broken down. I know this is serious, I’ve got to the doctore, got some blood taken, and am having to start seeing a shrink again. work doesn’t help, and had a very nice talk with H.R today after my supervisor half hazardly attempted to chew me out at 5:30 am. Ridic. So what, I can’t remember the last time I was happy. But moments...
let’s lay and love in the longgrass.
how dull it is to pause
shout outs to Door who sarcastically remarked that my love for gingers was not prominent enough on my tumbler. Also watched 2 HP films today. Nomnomnomnom.
another instance of me declaring how much I really need to clean my room…
got to work tomorrow night. already loathing. f.m.l.
apparently I'm a free cab driver.
I won't let you close enough to hurt me. ...
my bedroom was red, my living room green. you and...
the only bit of you I have left is a note you wrote on a sudoku we once did. now I can only guess of the places you’ve been.
it is never too hot for tea.
I’m just looking for some happiness.
I’m just looking for some answers.
last night it broke me
I’ve just wanted to watch HP over the last few weeks… gingersgingersgingers. ronronronweasely.