Sometimes I feel like I am the ghost of myself.
I miss the site.
I want to write a real, long blog with tales of everthing. Maybe this will become that blog? More than likely it won't, and it will stay vague and crappy. We'll see.
This is what I look like these days.
I quit smoking about 5 weeks ago. My partner and I did it together. I feel very different. I have smoked since I was 15. It's difficult breaking the habit. Everyone I know smokes, pretty much. It's hard. I haven't caved, I just went cold turkey. That feels good.
I kind of 'broke up' with a best friend and I'm bitter about it. I'm really angry. She now lives with another friend of mine and is treating her like shit. She hit my friend in the face, twice. The core of me rages and burns because of this. How dare she hit people. How dare she hit my friend in the face. Every time I think of her I can feel the anger rising up in me.
I hope you see me in real life soon, bitch. Rat. Snake. Try hitting me, I dare you.
Arrrrghhh!!
But anyway, before I steer myself into dangerous waters I will go back to talking about what I've been doing.
I read a lot now. I just read 'The Magic Toyshop' by Angela Carter. I loved it. I am sad for it to be over. I've also fallen in love with Neil Gaiman after reading 'Neverwhere'. Eagerly awaiting 'American Gods' to be delivered to me.
I'm back at university. I draw a lot in class.
This one I drew in a Mary Antoinette lecture.
This when I was angry.
I draw lot of exotic looking women.
I have ten birds and a hamster. They are lovely.
So is my partner. I miss him a lot when he's at work.
I'm gonna go make myself some scrambled eggs and sausage, then get ready for university. I have a lesson on 'The Vindication on the rights of women' - Mary Wollstencraft.
I also play pokemon a lot.
How are you all? Describe to me what you're doing today
Vegetable rights and peace.

I miss the site.
I want to write a real, long blog with tales of everthing. Maybe this will become that blog? More than likely it won't, and it will stay vague and crappy. We'll see.
This is what I look like these days.







I quit smoking about 5 weeks ago. My partner and I did it together. I feel very different. I have smoked since I was 15. It's difficult breaking the habit. Everyone I know smokes, pretty much. It's hard. I haven't caved, I just went cold turkey. That feels good.
I kind of 'broke up' with a best friend and I'm bitter about it. I'm really angry. She now lives with another friend of mine and is treating her like shit. She hit my friend in the face, twice. The core of me rages and burns because of this. How dare she hit people. How dare she hit my friend in the face. Every time I think of her I can feel the anger rising up in me.
I hope you see me in real life soon, bitch. Rat. Snake. Try hitting me, I dare you.
Arrrrghhh!!
But anyway, before I steer myself into dangerous waters I will go back to talking about what I've been doing.
I read a lot now. I just read 'The Magic Toyshop' by Angela Carter. I loved it. I am sad for it to be over. I've also fallen in love with Neil Gaiman after reading 'Neverwhere'. Eagerly awaiting 'American Gods' to be delivered to me.
I'm back at university. I draw a lot in class.
This one I drew in a Mary Antoinette lecture.

This when I was angry.

I draw lot of exotic looking women.

I have ten birds and a hamster. They are lovely.
So is my partner. I miss him a lot when he's at work.

I'm gonna go make myself some scrambled eggs and sausage, then get ready for university. I have a lesson on 'The Vindication on the rights of women' - Mary Wollstencraft.
I also play pokemon a lot.
How are you all? Describe to me what you're doing today

Vegetable rights and peace.

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I think these are probably little things that I have blown massively out of proportion in my head. Hopefully now that I can see that it won't affect me so much