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How do I tell you that my heart has nowhere to go? That I am trapped in a space where I am continually moving yet going nowhere? That I want so much and nothing at all. And that somewhere in the process of growing up, I have forgotten who am, where I came from, and where I am going to.
Give me back my literature, my honours room, my long ( Read more... ) -
Cat Castle
My house is finally my own but am feeling strangely empty. The sale was anti-climatic and non-eventful and I had to experience trivial quibblings over small sums of money that I was told I had to pay though neither was I consulted about them not was I willing to pay them. Later, after that was all settled, W's lawyer said I owe her interest for ( Read more... ) -
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You make my heart pitter patter and my head swim laps.
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V: Butterfly
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Soul-draining
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All's fine until I talk to you.
And then I feel sad.
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H: This is Not a Love Letter
This is not a love letter.
Love letters are written when you are 20, to the girl who sat next to you in class, to whom you lent your tome of Victorian poems, to whom you wrote poetry, in which you deconstructed love and identity, subject and object because the two of you just loved Derrida that much.
This, is not a love letter.
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(almost) one year later!
So. I was desperate for something sweet. So desperate in fact that I decided to open the bottle of mead (fermented honey wine) that has been sitting in my fridge since April. (Not that I even like wine by the way but the idea of mead was just so quaint and literary that I bought a bottle at the Globe.) Anyway, I opened it expecting to be disgusted ( Read more... ) -
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Have been down with a cough for over a week and am throughly exhausted and annoyed. It keeps me up at night ergo my being at the computer typing this entry instead of sleeping ( Read more... ) -
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Hullo! Hullo! Hullo! Greetings from a little pink room in Bedok! I have moved! Already! And have set up almost everything save for my books. Everything is pretty and pink and I am very happy though my mew mews are sulking under the bed. Photos! When Lili comes on Wednesday. Yay!