April 2010
118 posts
I don’t usually blog about compliments (unless they’re in the ask thingy) 1. because I’m awful at taking them 2. you can run the risk of seeming big headed.
However, I’m going to have to make an exception.
Gethen’s friend from the states is the answer to my question. This is too cool for words, I’m sat here pretty gobsmacked. This is the kinda thing that...
Anonymous asked: adding to that heart-melting smile, those are some absolutely beautiful eyes you've got there!
Anonymous asked: I dunno... I always thought that donkey was kinda cute. So, by definition, that makes you cute too.
You're lovely, and your smile is lovely too. (Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.) Don't knock it.
You're lovely, and your smile is lovely too. (Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.) Don't knock it.
This is me trying to take a nice smiley photo
It bears an uncanny resemblance to this ass..
and this is why I make stupid faces in photos.
For anyone who’s a fan of Baz Luhrman’s Everybody’s Free To Wear Sunscreen please check out Sage Francis - Best of Times. It features Yann Tiersen, who composed the Amelie soundtrack, it’s brutally honest and a wonderful song. 5 and half minutes of inspiration and truth in your ears.
“Here’s how I like to think of it; being nice gets you nowhere, but the moral high ground is an effing good place to be.”
Sometimes you just need a little reminder that it only matters what the people closest to you think, not what the world and his wife think. I’m just trying to find my way in life and that means I’ve had to make mistakes. I’ve never tried to...
http://dearoldlove.tumblr.com/
Dear Old Love I wonder if you still care who how I am?
Not two days ago, I was having a look in a book and I saw a picture of a guy fried up above his knee. I said, “I can relate,” cause lately I’ve been thinking of combustication as a welcome vacation from the burdens of the planet Earth, like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being in 3-D, but thinking so much differently. Pardon me while I burst into flames. I’ve had...
Anonymous asked: you say 'This blog is half way between an outlet for creativity, and a diary to fix a broken heart'; is it fixed yet?
Yesterday I saw a picture post saying
Little girls cry. Big girls say Fuck It.
Surely it should say “Normal people cry, emotionally retarded people say Fuck It”. 1. Saying fuck it is not guna sort out anything is it? 2. I cry alot and I’m one of the toughest girls I know.
So cliche-tumblr-picture-post, you are wrong. That’s all I have to say about that.
Trying to get a nice picture of me and Jonny; you wouldn’t believe what it takes just to get him to sit still! He’s been staying with me for the last 3 weeks, and as nice as it will be to get my bedroom floor back, I’m going to miss him. We’ve been close for four and half years, gone through so much crap together, and I don’t really know what I’d do without...
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I groggily wake up in an unfamiliar room. I turn to see him softly snoring behind me, pushed up against the wall as the unfamiliar bed is so tiny. “Baby… Baby” I whisper, shaking him a little. His reply is a low murmur, and I quietly say “I’m thirsty”. “Go get a drink then?” “Are there people sleeping downstairs?” “Yeah...
Anonymous asked: If you could photograph anything in the world what would it be?
Decided this was more apt :)
Conditions - Keeping...
I thought I knew what heartbreak was until last night. I put my hand in the mint cornetto box in the fridge, to find it empty. I can’t stop thinking about it, I’m gutted.
I don’t wanna be anything short of everything.
I’m glad someone’s on my wave length.
Anonymous asked: I think its very brave of you to put up all of your feelings and thoughts for everyone including your friends and family to see as well as a lot of random strangers :) I don't have the confidence to put up exactly what i feel because I am worried that people I know would see it, so good for you :) If tumblr is your outlet now what did you used to do before, did you have a diary or another...
Shh, don't say anything you wouldn't want your...
Last night I was doodling whilst on the phone, and ended up drawing some ..erm.. rude things to say the least (I was told to, that’s my get out clause) on the back of an envelope. When I realised my living room was empty, I shot in there pretty fast (wooden kitchen chairs + 2 hours = numb bum) finished my phone call, and off to bed I went. Mum came into the room this morning as I was doing...
Hello too-cute-playsuit numero deux. Me, you, and some long summer days? I thought as much.
The world is just too damn small.
“We can spend our lives letting the world tell us who we are. Sane or insane....”
– Choke-Chuck Palahniuk (via tinyfactorygirl) (via littleloren) (via tomsingssongs) (via bethelonewolf)
Face Palm
Boy One: (In reference to my tattoo) You know, it reminds me of City and Colour
Boy Two: Haha yeah, I was going to say it looks like a rip off of Dallas Green's swallow
Me: ..It is Dallas' swallow. It's the album artwork from "Sometimes" with lyrics from one of his songs in the banner.
Boy One: Oh..
I never thought I'd have to explain that the tattoo is a City and Colour tattoo; it's not just a coincidence! The irony of this conversation being that both guys had album artwork tattoo's themselves. *FP*
Little bit of pre-night out vanity from yesterday. Although I am actually getting sick of myself in photos, which does not bode well for my photography. Have a portfolio to sort out this week too, and I won’t lie, I haven’t got a clue where to start. Any suggestions of what work I should use would be most appreciated!
For comfort, For solace, For the end of my broken heart.
So it’s half 12 and I’m back home and in bed, having just ate a packet of dry super noodles, and yes, you read that right. Current Mood: Inadequate I don’t know if it’s because of the place I’ve just come back from; so many memorys of not-being-good-enough are in there and no matter how much I drink, or chat,...
