Henry from Ugly Betty. aahhhhhhh ( Read more... )

I want to know what's going to happen this time next month, which way we're heading, will it be together, in parallel? will my tears be kissed away again, salty and blessed? It is a blessing to feel love like this that moves you like that, but whenever I start thinking about being alone next year I feel the heat behind my eyes and nope it don't ( Read more... )

these are reasons that i've cried that I remember in the last month ( Read more... )

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I know what i'm going to do tomorrow,
I'm going to go swimming!!!

I dont know maybe its not freedom that I feel. Freedom is very difficult to define but there is a feeling of... feeling like you can do anything (humanly, haha) except I'm not actually doing anything... all i do is sit around at home. I need to do things, okay, tomorrow is my day of change, I'm going to wake up at eight and do two hours revision ( Read more... )

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I dreamed that quite a lot of my friends were a day at the most away from dying from anthrax, and we were trapped in one of those blindly bright tube stations (it was brixton, sometimes balham), and I was trying to organise everyone with pufferjackets to keep us warm (?) and all everyone was saying to me was ( Read more... )

and then we go downstairs, sit naked in the orange kitchen light, and share a tangerine.

I fucking hate politics. I need to do something about it, and I need to make my mum happy again, I hope its not me that has made her like this, i've not done anything that she could be really proud of but nothing she would be upset with either, I need to do something and make everyone proud, I need to do something! something thats not for myself ( Read more... )