spent an interesting afternoon with my ex...actually it was incredibly dull & depressing...hanging out with her is like hanging out with a mirrorr...she always directs the conversation back to how miserable she is...& all this self-indulgent narcissistic angst which is disturbingly similar to my own...its like shes got her fuckn arm down my throat & is ripping all the words out of me...then spewing them back bfore ive got a chance to say..."yeah"...grrr she frustrates me...but is all that ive got left of a rapidly decaying posse of wonderul melbourne-dwelling people...i miss my best frnd so much...he migrated back to canberra for love which is somewhat understandable but moreso its a complete and utter betrayal of his divine purpose in life, (to prop me up when i feel crap)...joking joking...i just miss the lil' fella.
how beautiful is all this rain..? i love it.
ciao folks
how beautiful is all this rain..? i love it.
ciao folks
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derek:
it can be very difficult to hang out with a mirror. i love the rain myself. it's not that much fun on my bike but once you get soaked you cant get any wetter so it becomes great fun.
60ftqueenie:
