He was throwing grain into the ground below, ground below
With dreary circles of his arm, going slow, very slow
His cap pulled down roun' his ears to
hide the smile and watery tears

My loving wife it's so wonderful
how small seeds gracefully do grow
into beautiful things that spring from these rows
With their musical names and musical ( Read more... )

gaaaaaah. cold. tired. cold. tired. cold. tired. cold. cold. cold.

im not looking forward to getting the bus home.edit: smeef is picking me up in return for bacon sammiches and hot chocolate. lovelovelove. early morning. cold. yuck. but i am looking forward to seeing miss boo and getting my hair fixed. she is superbly super. my mum says theres a new ( Read more... )

2006 looks set to be the year it all works out. in the space of a month i'd taken myself off medication and have since been completely fine, found a job that nicely coincides with what i want to do, been accepted on a course that will eventually mean a degree in mental health nursing and secure job with the NHS, which means decent pay, bonuses and ( Read more... )

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sometimes i just despair.

.x. if i dont know you, chances are, i won't add you
.x. my journal is completely friends only
.x. if i think you're going to let people not on my friends list see what i have written, i will not add you.
.x. if i dont think i can trust you, i will not add you.
.x. comment if you want to be added, i might add you, but i might not.

kthnxbye

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