My face is stupid.

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I'm staring at a door. It is my door. The door to my new flat. It is grey, metallic, stylish and industrial. The flat is a loft. There is much glass in its complex fenestrations. Some of it is made from hemp. Not too long ago, before the conversion, it clanged with machines that conveniently masked the sweaty weeping of slaves. Ah who knows, they ( Read more... )

Myspacebarhasbroken.Iambackhome.Myfavouritepeoplearecarberrypeople.

Home for the weekend.

It's going to be abit of fun.
But I do believe I'll spend it with Geoff
x

Dear God,
Thanks for the worst day of my life.

Amelie
x

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I'm going to the doctors soon.

I'm sorry for what I said to someone , someone who didn't need to hear me or even reply to me in the first place.
I've done a silly thing , thinking they hurt me.
When I know what a great person they are.

Perhaps it was a fairy tale.

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Belle and sebastian were amazing last night.

Wonderful gig.
Pictures soon.

Not so wonderful step-brother to be.
remove him from my house a.s.a.p

x

P.S - the drummer from the flying matchstick men is tasty as fuck.

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