Ireland has never looked so good!
DEADLY!!!
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Monday, October 22, 2007
Going through changeeeesssss
I have a new job which I really like it's the kind of thing I have always wanted to do so that's good.
Everyone is away and I'm here meant to be doing essays but that isn't really happening.
I want him to come back...........so we can watch movies.
Everyone is away and I'm here meant to be doing essays but that isn't really happening.
I want him to come back...........so we can watch movies.
Friday, October 19, 2007
Wishlist
I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off
I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on
I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on The Christmas tree,
I wish I was the star that went on top
I wish I was the evidence,
I wish I was the grounds
For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky
I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for meI
wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me
I wish I was a messenger and all the news was good
I wish I was the full moon shining off a Camaro's hood
I wish I was an alien at home behind the sun
I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on
I wish I was the pedal brake that you depended on
I wish I was the verb 'to trust' and never let you down
I wish I was a radio song, the one that you turned up
I wish...
I wish...
Pearljam. That hit me right in the throat there. And this isn't about who you'd imagine....
I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on
I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on The Christmas tree,
I wish I was the star that went on top
I wish I was the evidence,
I wish I was the grounds
For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky
I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for meI
wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me
I wish I was a messenger and all the news was good
I wish I was the full moon shining off a Camaro's hood
I wish I was an alien at home behind the sun
I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on
I wish I was the pedal brake that you depended on
I wish I was the verb 'to trust' and never let you down
I wish I was a radio song, the one that you turned up
I wish...
I wish...
Pearljam. That hit me right in the throat there. And this isn't about who you'd imagine....
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Excuse me...
There was no need for that.
What happens if you like two people...both of whom are friends of one of your best friends? I mean if I were to go with either of them...and it fucks up, it kinda fucks everything up? I mean even just looking from past experience, someone is gonna lose the friend in the middle. I dont want to lose that friend. So therefore I cannot go for either of them. So to conclude there is no point in any of this flirting and I should just go home and watch sex and the city by myself and think about what was almost done.
What happens if you like two people...both of whom are friends of one of your best friends? I mean if I were to go with either of them...and it fucks up, it kinda fucks everything up? I mean even just looking from past experience, someone is gonna lose the friend in the middle. I dont want to lose that friend. So therefore I cannot go for either of them. So to conclude there is no point in any of this flirting and I should just go home and watch sex and the city by myself and think about what was almost done.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Reputation
Even when I'm not being a bitch people think I am.
Sake!!!
Love,
Sarcasma
x x x x
(hayleys new fav nickname for me)
Sake!!!
Love,
Sarcasma
x x x x
(hayleys new fav nickname for me)
Monday, October 08, 2007
Revelations.
In the past two days, two seperate people have come to me and told me how they used to feel about me. I wish they had told me then, maybe I wouldnt be where I am now.
Feeling a bit confused again.
Feeling kinda indifferent.
Trying to forget 'The Unpleasantness'.
Pastures new however in the forms of work, love and friends. WOO!
Almost new blog time *countdown*
Feeling a bit confused again.
Feeling kinda indifferent.
Trying to forget 'The Unpleasantness'.
Pastures new however in the forms of work, love and friends. WOO!
Almost new blog time *countdown*
Sunday, October 07, 2007
Cut Me Out.
The sky has been a perfect, still blue all day.
I want to forget he even existed. What's the point in remembering now? Apparently there isn't one. Move one.
Well I held you like a lover:
Happy hands
And your elbow in the appropriate place.
And we ignored our others:
Happy plans
With a delicate look upon your face.
Our bodies moved and hardened:
Hurting parts of your garden
With no room for a pardon
In a place
Where no one knows
What we have done.
Do you cum?
Together ever with him?
And is he dark enough?
Enough to see your light?
And do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
And is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
And does he drive you wild?
Or just mildly free?
What about me?
Well you held me like a lover:
Sweaty hands
And my foot in the appropriate place.
And we use cushions to cover:
Happy glands
In the mild issue of our disgrace.
Our minds pressed and guarded:
While our flesh disregarded
The lack of space
For the light-hearted
In the boom
That beats our drum.
Well I know I make you cry
And I know sometimes you wanna die
But do you really feel alive
Without me?
If so: be free.
If not: leave him for me.
Before one of us has accidental babies.
For We are in love.
Do you cum?
Together ever with him?
And is he dark enough?
Enough to see your light?
And do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
Is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
And does he drive you wild?
Or just mildly free?
What about me?
What about me?
What about...?
[DR Accidental Babies]
I miss Stirling. Considering doing a year abroad in Helsinki. Why can I never make my mind up on anything?
I want to forget he even existed. What's the point in remembering now? Apparently there isn't one. Move one.
Well I held you like a lover:
Happy hands
And your elbow in the appropriate place.
And we ignored our others:
Happy plans
With a delicate look upon your face.
Our bodies moved and hardened:
Hurting parts of your garden
With no room for a pardon
In a place
Where no one knows
What we have done.
Do you cum?
Together ever with him?
And is he dark enough?
Enough to see your light?
And do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
And is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
And does he drive you wild?
Or just mildly free?
What about me?
Well you held me like a lover:
Sweaty hands
And my foot in the appropriate place.
And we use cushions to cover:
Happy glands
In the mild issue of our disgrace.
Our minds pressed and guarded:
While our flesh disregarded
The lack of space
For the light-hearted
In the boom
That beats our drum.
Well I know I make you cry
And I know sometimes you wanna die
But do you really feel alive
Without me?
If so: be free.
If not: leave him for me.
Before one of us has accidental babies.
For We are in love.
Do you cum?
Together ever with him?
And is he dark enough?
Enough to see your light?
And do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
Is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
And does he drive you wild?
Or just mildly free?
What about me?
What about me?
What about...?
[DR Accidental Babies]
I miss Stirling. Considering doing a year abroad in Helsinki. Why can I never make my mind up on anything?
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Lucky day
Poppet had a lucky day yesterday.
She got tickets to see the Spice Girls and her mum is speaking to her again. She also went to see Tarantino Meets Macbeth....
Anyways, in other news....
HACKETT!!!
She got tickets to see the Spice Girls and her mum is speaking to her again. She also went to see Tarantino Meets Macbeth....
Anyways, in other news....
HACKETT!!!
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