i feel very young at the moment. 

 So i ignored you for three weeks.

You didn't notice.

I called you to signalise the end of my ignoring you.

You also didn't notice.

This is getting ridiculous.

I am not going to call you again.

Ever.

I am deleting your number from my phone and ending this whole ridiculous, humiliating, five year mess.

I am sick of feeling like your groupie, I used to ( Read more... )

 dear being back in Australia,

It's not personal or anything,

but I just wanted to let you know,

that I really, really hate you. 

 bad day.

Reading about the DRC and crying.

Cat brings in a twitching mouse.

I have a panic attack.

i miss you.

Let us go then, you and I

When the evening is spread out against the sky

And the reflections

On the concrete

Paint your jaw so beautifully it would make carravaggio blush.

You are packing, repacking, packing your bag

Because you are embarrassed about the drawings

I made

In the sugar

On the table.

And you never learnt how to just

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Back in Essendon at last.

I even love the way this house smells.

dear flo,

Men At Work's Land down under is not a commonly accepted cure for depression. maybe stop watching the video clip so much.

it's also a bit politically fucked.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DNT7uZf7lew

women do not glow and men do not plunder.

love

flo

fuck. this. shit.

http://www.ebar.com/news/article.php?sec=news&article=4815

Dear depression:

please fuck off.

Love,

Flo