wait for rhetoric to hide what im feeling
wait to see if i can under a mountain of letters
bury
what this journal was for. this still isnt for you, but for you, and you, and you...
and again i listen to lies and build a place where i want whats wrong
and always you
and you and you.
something sad
and something else
means im angry with myself.

eek! looky looky! i did this - this was MY promotion/placement/sponsorship/licence deal. me me my my my. see how good i was at that job. this deal was worth 5million! pah. product placement needs me. damn it i suddenly feel like a worthwhile human being, see what happens when you dont get praise at work, you have to boast about it on livejournal ( Read more... )

"What are you going to do to me? You go fuck yourself - I say what i want"
Oriana Fallaci

"well... there are no flies on you miss marple"
"oh! how very kind of you to say so."

so this is what ive been doing all sweaty day. its 33c degrees in my flat. oh dear god.


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ha! there is some little old lady on her mobile on the train talking LOUDLY to customer services about her holiday, asking if she can use her phone there. LOLZ

corsica ( Read more... )

im missing this country yes i am. i had forgotten how much i love it and how much love i have still up here. my friends are still my friends and are having babaies and getting married and bumbling around and planning things and doing things and quitting things and moving moving moving. i think beacause the country is smaller up here there are not ' ( Read more... )

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pah. 3d is hard, bitches.

so
apparently
i blew it
and i should give up

k.