i'm moving out!!!
i'm so so excited. my brother's flat mate has a new job up north, and luckily for me my brother burns money so fast he can't afford to live by himself.
so, i'll be moving to a delicious flat within a couple of weeks, paying a good rate and revelling at being bang in the centre of town, having a bath (...
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i'm so so excited. my brother's flat mate has a new job up north, and luckily for me my brother burns money so fast he can't afford to live by himself.
so, i'll be moving to a delicious flat within a couple of weeks, paying a good rate and revelling at being bang in the centre of town, having a bath (...
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too much work makes liz a sad cloud....
too much work makes liz a sad cloud....
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timskin:
if you say so!!
And no i have not had the chance to have some poor eastern european scrub your vomit up!x
And no i have not had the chance to have some poor eastern european scrub your vomit up!x
timskin:
Cos the one's i was thinking of are!!x
Monday
Tuesday:
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Friday:
Saturday?
Sunday?
Soon?:
p.s. part of me is saying quite loudly "fuck this". i've been through too much shit to sit around waiting for something that isn't going to happen. that girlish thing is just an act after all. i may crave self assurance, but honestly.....i'm one of the toughest cookies i know. and i'll get by.
Tuesday:
Wednesday:
Thursday:
Friday:
Saturday?
Sunday?
Soon?:
p.s. part of me is saying quite loudly "fuck this". i've been through too much shit to sit around waiting for something that isn't going to happen. that girlish thing is just an act after all. i may crave self assurance, but honestly.....i'm one of the toughest cookies i know. and i'll get by.
if it can work for peter pan, it can work for me.
green leaves
lapping water
leather books
fresh sheets
tiny junkshops
cobbled streets
thick paper
pots of ink
antique doors
vanilla scents
broken mobiles
decisive people
independence
......................
p.s.
if you knew when you were going to die, you'd still live to that moment right?
if you knew you'd lost a game, you'd still...
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green leaves
lapping water
leather books
fresh sheets
tiny junkshops
cobbled streets
thick paper
pots of ink
antique doors
vanilla scents
broken mobiles
decisive people
independence
......................
p.s.
if you knew when you were going to die, you'd still live to that moment right?
if you knew you'd lost a game, you'd still...
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triptick:
Hey Cutie! I LOVe YoU!! How's that 
. How've you been? And how's the lemon. I actually got mixed up and asked someone else about it and they were like, "Huh?"
P.S.
"so what if you 'know' a relationship is broken? that nothing you can do will change things?"
When that happens you get on a plane and you fly to Canada and we talk. Okay?
. How've you been? And how's the lemon. I actually got mixed up and asked someone else about it and they were like, "Huh?"P.S.
"so what if you 'know' a relationship is broken? that nothing you can do will change things?"
When that happens you get on a plane and you fly to Canada and we talk. Okay?
good game
silverrevolver:
Things warm with the spring.
It's not as far as you think.
It's not as far as you think.
can't do anything right...
just do nothing at all.
just do nothing at all.
zamuzel:
I know the feeling...
i receive many compliments about the state of my cage which in truth i have made to look as nice as one can.and my little dainty walk has perfected over time from going round and round in tidy circles so as to not disrupt the seeds they sent. it is good that i practised my vocals daily for my voice is now strong and clear...
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timskin:
EXACTLY....why I don't trust birds! x
The Clod and the Pebble
-William Blake 1757-1827
"Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a heaven in hell's despair."
So sung a little clod of clay,
Trodden with the cattle's feet;
But a pebble of the brook
Warbled out these meters meet:
"Love seeketh only Self to please,
To bind another...
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-William Blake 1757-1827
"Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a heaven in hell's despair."
So sung a little clod of clay,
Trodden with the cattle's feet;
But a pebble of the brook
Warbled out these meters meet:
"Love seeketh only Self to please,
To bind another...
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i made a conscious decision today.
don't think it's a particularly good one, as they go...
but it worked once before, and it'll make me happier.
if i succeed, then i'll let you know what i've been up to.
(there's a high chance i won't succeed- it's only worked once)
don't think it's a particularly good one, as they go...
but it worked once before, and it'll make me happier.
if i succeed, then i'll let you know what i've been up to.
(there's a high chance i won't succeed- it's only worked once)
yarrrr!x