Sometimes, I get to the point where all that I can think about and consider is, what would the world be like with out me? Would the world even change? If I were to cease existing, would anyone notice?

I sincerely doubt it.

There are few things in this world that make me cringe, in fact, only three spring to mind. . . One, as you all know, is animatronic toys. Those things should not exist, I'll leave it at that. Another thing is depression, having bipolar means this is one of those things I cannot avoid, however, it is managable and I feel I do this well, I'm not in ( Read more... )

On Monday morning my mum breathed her last breath. She closed her eyes to rest and fell into eternal slumber. And at this moment her pain was gone. As she rested peacefully our hearts broke, for although we found solace in the beauty of her face, and the peace she now found, we knew we had lost someone remarkable. We closed our eyes as we were now ( Read more... )

I awoke this morning with a choke, a quick glance in the direction of the clock drilled 3.42am into my mind and with a heavy sigh i slumped deeper into my pillow. This was, sadly, a new day. But the air was thick, atmosphere cold and a mist of sudden realisation lurked above my head. Groaning silently, I turned my head towards the heaving, dreaming ( Read more... )

So it's now past Christmas, and only 33 days until I will be a wife :S We have to find a house, and I must say that we truely did find the most stunning house, but my dear future husband had endured quite a bipolar induced fit of rage about rent prices that morning and now he has decided to listen to me and thinks the rent is to high :( Well it is ( Read more... )

I haven't posted in so so long, and when I do I just rant ( Read more... )

My crazy nut job of a cat discovering my brown paper patient property bag. If all ex-patients had a cat that found THAT much amusement in their bag, they would NEVER be sick again, although mars volta freaks him out.

Our engagement
Here are some pictures of the lead up tew our engagement, basicly me happily snapping tew keep myself entertained on the trip. It was my birthday after all.


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It seems, of late, that most people in my life, whether I like them much or not, have something to say. Something personal, something hurtful or just something to chip away, just a little more, at the ever eroding state of my sanity ( Read more... )

Sew, yew may not know, I munted my favourite most useful wrist at werk on Friday. I'm a clever wee thing. Off werk untill monday. I smashed the tendons or sum such. My hands all swallen and un useable ( Read more... )