Living is Easy Cause You Breathe Life Into Me.

Macarons, I shall conquer. And devour.

Anyway, I'm all psyked up for summer, which should be fucking awesome. Odd that I should be working so close to The Good Doctor. I might have to drop in for a coffee and a little chat. Oh ok, I know I'm being terribly cruel but you can't turn away from these big Bambi eyes.

The summer just leapt in head first, didn't it? One day we're in shivering spring showers, the next day Summer had bared her warm bosoms like the syrup-sun she is. So now, we can laze with drinks, float along the rest of college and everything will be ok. She told me so herself.

And a side note to my beloved- I'm sorry! I'll have to Selotape my arms and legs together before bed. :( I can't believe you missed work and it was all my fault.

Unnnngh

Sometimes it gets dark.

Last night in the darkness they were shouting again. So much of it was jumbled confusion, but a few phrases I deciphered - Who are you? Sit down and shut up. Answer me.
It was loud, bad and fucking angry and all I could do was tug at Mike's shirt and hug closely to him until they stopped. I couldn't even speak. I thought I was done with this shit.

Work experience is long and nerve-twisting. I can't sleep and wake around 5AM in panic, who knows why.

Wow. I guess I'm more messed up than I thought I was at the moment. No wonder I've been having severe mood swings. Things seem clearer when they are written... odd, huh...

Dear Household - You Suck

Tonight I made fried polenta, warm garlic mushroom salad with lemon dressing, confit onions and chicken and some guac. No one wants it.

Urgh. Only the thought of a bunny sipping tea will make me feel better.

I just don't have the motivation to post at the moment. Everything feels efforted. I feel bland and flat. It's usual.

It's auditory.

It's all in my head.

Shut up.

I'm pretty sure that I'm stopping eating in favour of suicidal past-times, such as heavy drinking, heavy smoking and purposeful walking into oncoming traffic.

Good times. Just don't tell the vicar

You Can Lose Your Mind (Just Hold On To Mine)

A pretty uneventful week or two, hence a slow trickling of random updates and little coherence. I'm feeling very fluid, so let's roll.
I've started my Thai boxing lessons and they're pretty hard work but with time and effort I'll be ready to kick the shit out of y'all ^_^. I should probably work out y'know.. I need someone to yell at me or I won't do it.

Hey, Post 100.

http://www.ireallylikefood.com/709202547/50-foods-to-eat-before-you-die/


Yeah. I think I win here :D

To The Man On The Tube

Your face was amazing. Unlike the woman across from you with the chiffon scarf and milk-mild eyes, a bland gaze into the universe beyond the wall, you were fascinating. The excitement I noticed had first arisen when I realised that I didn't know what was going to happen. The twists and crags in your shadowy skin were unpredictable - as the lights flickered your face shifted dimensions. Flat became bulbous, scars became crow's feet, your smile snarled. No one dared make eye contact with you. But I could not stop staring.

Jesua

Just because it's V-Day, doesn't mean y'all need to get your pants caught way up in your ass. Being single on this multi-media bullshite day does not warrant bitchy whiney melodramatic behaviour...........

Ugh.

Let's just have a quicky..

Kay?