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those are a few of my favourite things

May. 20th, 2009 | 04:53 pm

here is a very short list, in no particular order, or the things i love right now, this second, always.

this picture and the fact it makes me sort of die a little of the lols every time i see it

i don't do crack. i do black coffee

my puppydawg and his big, dumb face

kevin bacon. anywhere, anytime. [seriously, kev. call me.]

chas. my bffl. my sister. the most beautiful girl i ever did meet


things i cba finding pictures of:

the movie "footloose" [seriously. have you SEEN kevin bacon and his face?]
diet coke. blates.
all music. all the time. except freakiy screamo stuff that really just sounds like a baby being hit with a cat.
cuppa soup. spicy cajun veg flavour to be exact.
shia labeouf. yeeeaaaaaaaaahhhhh.
cujo and shayshay's island.
leeds fest.
the movie, "the emperors new groove".

and here's another picture of my doggy, because he's too cute and awesome not to picturewhore over the interwebz.


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broken pencils

May. 20th, 2009 | 04:46 pm

i'm waiting for the day when i stop self-destructing.

life is only beautiful when you open your eyes and let yourself see it.

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pepsi vs diet coke

May. 19th, 2009 | 11:11 pm

the coke wins every time.

some times this all feels so right. too right. too free and careless and easy.
and then i go right back to where i started.
to that part of my life that i hesitantly confided in my friends
and that they dismissed after breifly wrapping their arms around me and telling me it would, 'be okay'.

it. wasn't. okay.


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i have short relationships, and an even shorter fuse

May. 19th, 2009 | 01:36 am

i spent so many wasted stars building myself up just to watch the world fall.
nothing's as steady as rumour mills.
every day i miss her more than i miss myself.
interesting considered elisabeth has been missing for some time now.

i don't know how to say this
i'm afraid to fail again

but those east london kids have to say
they agree.

"i'm sorry."
"thanks for loving me."
"it was never meant to be this way."


if i was drowning, would you save me?

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papa don't leave

Apr. 28th, 2009 | 11:11 pm

'disturbia'. diet cherry coke. hot-boxing. pretty journals. red hair. boys playing guitar. lady gaga. pink lady apples. perezhilton.com. the smell of summer rain. sushi.

yo face.


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Apr. 18th, 2009 | 02:50 pm

is it strange that when you don't really belong anywhere, everywhere is home?

spent today taken deep breaths and watching my phone. never used to be the girl that waited in the hope he'd call.
i guess times change.

went out and ran until my lungs ached. i don't really run away or to anything anymore.
we should just get up and go. buy some plane tickets and rent a cheap motel.
watch black and white movies and drink cheap white wine that makes us spill secrets that we didn't even realise we had into each others laps.

when you don't like who you are, you're not really anyone.

love etc

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Apr. 7th, 2009 | 04:23 pm

push me 'til i have to fly
i've shed my skin, my scars
take me deep out past the lights
where, where nothing dims these stars
nothing dims these stars, stars

i wanna feel the car crash
i wanna feel the capsize
i wanna feel the bomb drop, the earth stop
'til i'm satisfied
i wanna feel the car crash
'cause i'm dyin' on the inside
i wanna let go and know
that i'll be alright, alright

i'm restless and helpless.
just want to set fire to shit and toast marshmallows.

love etc

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contrast of white on white

Apr. 5th, 2009 | 08:50 pm

open up a world of happiness today

i'm a marlboro red girl.
happiness is the air you breathe.
writing songs no one understands
i'm waiting for the day you reach out and ask me to explain myself.
so far, you're all caught up in booze and boys.
it's alright, darling, because this is always about you, and yet, it will never be.

down, down, down, down and out.


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blowing smoke rings into dustbins

Apr. 1st, 2009 | 04:48 pm

cash or credit?

best. fucking. song. ever. written. ever.

seriously. i'm in love.

this post is for a certain person who introduced me to the epic LOL that is 'Jizz In My Pants'.

love etc

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six vodkaredbulls into the moment

Mar. 31st, 2009 | 11:54 pm

"now i'm slurring my speech, try and down me some vodka but it's like swallowing bleach"

words come best when i can't work out what's in my head.
drunk on bottles i don't even recall opening.
strange what you wake up to in the morning.

i'm going to let some bad decisions make me
so some good luck can save me


love etc

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