Boys and Girls. I have moved to foxier. I've slipped into my journaling skin again, so I won't disappear or make once-a-month entries anymore.. at least I promise. Will add all of you soon as well. Much lovexx Naz.

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i got a powerbook ( Read more... )

in a bit i'm getting toast and puffing my last cigarette before i burrow rabbitly in my warm bed ( Read more... )

2 choices for a friday night:

Meet lover who shreds heart
Meet bestfriend, cry, go home and listen to bach

Choose?

love makes you want to be a better person. but why does it have to be that way? when i'm alone and by my window perch smoking half nude in my jeans i have no desire to be a better person. i have no desire either than to be forever that still and silent. to be that untouched and unhurt. i'm somehow no longer in fear of being left alone. all good ( Read more... )

I feel bad for not being in work today. But I cried the whole of last night till my entire face swelled up and I look like a mongoloid version of Devon Aoki. Yes imagine that. My mother wanted to borrow my bug eyed glasses today but I gave some lame excuse cos I can't possibly go out with these beyond oriental eyes. I look like a right genetic ( Read more... )

I am bulgy and elated. As soon as i step into my room I writhe out of my clothes and sip ribena. Listen to morrissey, smoke a red, blah blah rah rah cha cha. In a bit I will wash my face and go see ex lover in bandages and scratches. How exciting. Am I cruel? I just slept for 2 hours and played with kids all morning. I filled in for this cute ( Read more... )