So yes, interesting week.

- Asked a boy I liked to go out with me. Got BURRRRRNED. Haha. Oh well. There's more where he came from.

- Got verbally bullied by my supervisor to the point where I cried - again - and I'm going to initiate a meeting with him to discuss how inappropriately he treats his younger staff, including me (eg: swearing at us, ( Read more... )

My bruises are slowly dying down. They don't really hurt too much anymore. Thankyou for your care and concern, everyone. *hugs and nuzzles*

Sean is physically fine, except that it now looks like his car will be written off. I feel terrible for him, but there's not a lot I can do. Damn, I liked that little car. Oh well, it has happened now and we ( Read more... )

It has been a hectic week.

Christmas = drinking at 8.30am to deal with family. Lots of money. More wine. Vanilla cigarettes. Pretty jewelery. Handmaking cards. Watching the Edinburgh Military Tattoo. Not too shabby.

Boxing Day = BBQ and drinks with friends. Jim Beam. Good conversation. Excellent!

New Year Camping Trip = Another crazy adventure. We ( Read more... )

I have a feeling these holidays are going to be excellent.
The best parts so far:

- Kissing!
- St. Jeromes! 
- Gorgeous Monday in Brighton, playing in the park, climbing trees, feeling closer to you.
- Scoring a beautiful vintage French dress for $4 at an op-shop.
- Rediscovering Air's Moon Safari album. Perfect.
- Painting my bedroom walls.
- Scottish ( Read more... )

- The Ian Curtis biopic Control. It's nothing short of perfect.
- Gala Darling. My girl-crush of the month. Those garish hair colours; oh, marry me Gala!  
- Horse Mania. A so-bad-they're-good Tasmanian band fusing complete lack of musical talent with drunken in-jokes and lame poetry. 
- The baby-blue retro wig I just bought from a recycled clothing ( Read more... )

 I have really fucked things up. 
I feel awful for hurting you, and I'm sad that you're "on the verge of hating" me, but I can't push aside my own feelings just to make you happy. I want you to be happy and I know you have a lot of love to give, but I am not the right person to give it to. I'm not in the right place mentally, nothing to do with you ( Read more... )

 
"You can have it all,

My empire of dirt,

I will let you down,

I will make you hurt."

We didn't just cross that line, we shat all over it.

This is either the best idea ever or the worst idea ever.
I know I won't get hurt, but I worry about you a little.
I'm glad I have you. You're the only person who stops this lonely feeling.
Is it comfort? Convenience? Maybe love?
I have no idea. Let's not over-analyse it, yeah?

This week has been interesting to say the least.

MONDAY: My best friend got internally suspended for holding an unlit cigarette (WTF?). One of my other friends put out a cigarette in a tree full of dry-rot, accidentally causing it to go on fire. Watching the English teacher wrestle with the massive fire extinguisher was the highlight of my day. I ( Read more... )

 SAY HELLO TO MY NEW FRIEND.


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