January 2010
79 posts
“eee :) do it! I’m so excited - we have so much to look forward too xx”
Today I felt like crap, and surpisingly it wasn’t alcohol induced. I was fed up of people’s guards and barriers, and I was definitely fed up of my heart being treated like a bouncy ball. So after work, I got in my jim jams and slippers, and went over to see Abi, one of the only people who...
Jack Sparrow: No! Not good! Stop! Not good! What are you doing? You burned all the food, the shade… the rum! Elizabeth: Yes, the rum is gone. Jack Sparrow: Why is the rum gone? Elizabeth: One: because it is a *vile* drink that turns even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. Two: that signal is over a thousand feet high. The entire royal navy is out looking for me, do you...
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable....”
– Neil Gaiman
Post Secret
“You are invited to anonymously contribute a secret to a group art project. Your secret can be a regret, fear, betrayal, desire, confession or childhood humiliation. Reveal anything - as long as it is true and you have never shared it with anyone before.”
This is one of my favourite books. Such an amazing idea. Here’s a few of my favourites, and one’s I find relevant...
“Like the sea, I’m constantly changing from calm to ill”
– Sleeping sickness, City and Colour
Show me a picture no-one has ever seen..
I thought you’d like to see some ridiculous/unseen pictures/out takes. Why not? It’s what everyone needs at 20 to 2 in the morning.
My jubilation at reaching the top of cheddar gorge.
…Amelie/Pans Labirynth?
My porridge was just right, but I had no mouth.
Managed to be clumsy in my photo about being clumsy.
Unfortunately I found some photos that had me slain. So...
Bad Bad Bad Tattoo's. Oh Man. →
I knew humans were stupid sometimes, but this is just ridiculous.
Call me silly, but I love the fight you have with your skinny jeans when they’ve just been washed. I’m currently wearing my black jeans from Topshop, and I love them to bits, especially when I have to battle with them to get them up. This is also a good sign I’m eating properly again. There were weeks over the end of the year where I was eating a slice of toast a day - the...
For Lovers
“There are many things I would like to say to you, but I don’t know how”
There are just some things words can’t explain. Sometimes words can come close, but never fully make it. I could write forever on here, and nothing could say as much as that little squeeze you get from someone who’s holding your hand. That squeeze says “I’m here”,...
Oh, sweetheart, put the bottle down, You’ve got too much talent. I see you through those bloodshot eyes.
I have had 4 gorgeous messages from flickr contacts over the last couple days. It makes me so happy to know that by doing what I love, I also help other people. Though I got a testimonial today that made me think;
“What a strong woman! Yet she is feminine. One of the rare gems that do translate their thought into picture. A real artist!”
A real artist? I would never consider myself...
I don’t just write on tumblr. Some people may find this lame but whatever, whenever I get sad I write down as many positive things as I can from the last few days and write them in this book. It started out as a “three positive things a day” kinda thing, but I wasn’t so good at keeping that up. It can be as trivial as sorted out dvds and tidied book shelf - sense of...
“There’s good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much, so much...”
– Kurt Cobain
Numinous
Dear boy,
Remember that night we looked at the stars? Wrapped up in our coats, snuggled up in sleeping bags and lay on the grass, amazed by the night sky. Holding hands and sharing stories. When we went back inside, we made love like we shared a secret; life had just given us a rare glance at it’s true beauty.
When the nights are clear again, I intend to go back out and look at the stars....
Listening to Hollow Crown - Architects on youtube; “Related videos - We Are The Ocean, Nothing Good Has Happened Yet”
Youtube this isn’t funny anymore. That’s not remotely related you fuckers.
Oh after you, Kitty Kat.
Mia: Don’t you hate that? Vincent: What? Mia: Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it’s necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable? Vincent: I don’t know. That’s a good question. Mia: That’s when you know you’ve found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.
Mia Wallace shares...
Maybe all this heartbreak was a blessing in disguise. I feel like I’ve got some spirit back, some fire in my being again. I’m really happy with what I’m creating, loving the outrageous ideas that pop in my head, and enjoying spending time with the people around me. Work is such a laugh, and Tea meetings followed by sushi with Abi are just rocking. Planning college and Uni, which...
I'm way ahead of him, so why does it always feel...
So the photos of us are no longer on my wall, but there’s stacks on my computer. And he’s still on my facebook, as are alot of his friends, who I’ve met and are lovely, and not to mention his incredible family. I went on a “friends” clear out, got to his name, and couldn’t bring myself to delete it. Why oh why have I not, when I know all the updates, or even...
Dear Jesse, please sing me better. I feel awful defeated. Love Ally.
Well the 17th of January was a weird day
If someone had told me in the morning how my day was going to pan out, I’d tell them they were crazy. My evening ended up being a rollercoaster of unexpected texts, bitter sweet phone calls, and a lot of confusion. This is going to be a down week but I’m okay with that, I know I can get through them. After a few weeks of ease and balance, I’m probably due a week of utter rubbish....
Marion… I’ve been thinking about you so much… are you okay? When are you coming home? Soon. When? Soon… you holding out alright? Harry… can you come today? Yeah… I’ll come… I’ll come today. You just wait for me, alright? Harry… I’m coming back, Marion. Yeah. I’m really sorry, Marion… I know.
New Memories
Got the first few sets of photos from my little fisheye 35mm today, and I love them! There’s something so nice about having actual prints of photos. I intend to stick them up on my wall later, so it reminds me of the good times I’ve had, and that there are plenty more left to come. Here’s a few of my faves :)
Can’t wait to take loads more :)
And so it returns. The kind of the sadness that wrenches from the bottom of your gut. Was it me, is it you? I never asked you for anything, but for you to catch me when I fell. You didn’t even try. How weak, how faint of heart. There must be something I’m missing. I can’t shake the feeling that there’s something I haven’t been told. I’m scared. I’m hurt....
I know I'm lost but I'm waiting to be found.
Radio one. Green grass again. Too many Sailor Jerrys. Self discipline. Don’t get caught up. Photography. Artists Wanted. Chats with Mum. Paolo Nutini. “Aww baby that’s very brave of you”. Get a grip. If you love her go get her. Drinks later. Lace. Literature. Missing. Film developing. Bone click. Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas. Russian roulette. Worth more?
No More Silly Love Songs
A large part of the madness of love seems to spring from this confusion about what’s you and what’s them. When love is triggered when someone fits into the space in your mental puzzle, it can be very confusing when they don’t see it that way. Imagine doing a thousand-piece jigsaw over the course of a long and wet weekend. It’s quite boring if you persist. You finally get to...
A few things on my mind
I’m getting ready for work, but I’m pretty sure no-one will come shopping today, and if they do.. they may be crazy.
I wish you could ring everything when you don’t know where it is - no idea where my ipod cable is so I have no battery, gah.
I’m just as bored as snow as everyone else is now. I miss green grass.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cfptieWXEJA I’ve...
i opened up;
timihyland:
for the first time last night about how fucking scared i am for the future.
but, as dan just reminded me, it should be pretty fucking good. time to be stoked. please please please dont go tits up.
The future is really scary. But with the right people by your side, it’s also a fucking blast :)
“Form is temporary. Class is permanent.”
– …Fifa 2010, weirdly! Haha ohh fml.
