Flumpishness in a discontinuation of sorts. Mis-spelt words only to obtain attention from negative sources. These films begin with a subplot and end with nothing more than tatters sown together with clever imagary. We have an obligation to watch, understand and appreciate our media influences. When we find ourselves a character of a movie - riddles play games with fragility.. but the closure is undescribable.
I saw G today when walking to the station.. she said she drove passed and had to stop to say hi. We hadn't seen each other for near three months. We got in her car and she took me the rest of the way to the station. I've never felt so little feelings for someone I got so caught up on before. It was good, really good. She looks as hot as ever.. more sorted. I'm happy for her.
It brought me a sense of dignification I suppose, the reassurance and compliments from the various sorts. Sarah makes me feel comfortable about myself. Amy and I should (I know I know) be together. Her being my closest friend is so much more though. It is difficult.. awkward at times having these boundaries between us.. but it isn't there. It is so so there, but in a gameboy quest for perfection, or something more.. I am unsatisified by the offering. The history is too much and glorified for me to ever consider it for more than a few brief moments. The constant struggle is that only of confusion brought on mainly by lack of patience. I wonder how Hannah is.. but I feel bad in that instance.
Saturday was good, after I was dropped home, I rushed my ass into the shower I trouped onto the train to meet amy for a fabulous day out. Mainly pool games, several bowling games. Sand in our newly bought very special beakers. 45 pounds she won on the fruit machine..sulkjealoussulk. The night was hot enough.. very strange.. very nice dope though.
Friday was absolute and mah pizza. Mmmness. We perved over Natalie Portman (part from her eyebrows turning upsidedown when she cries.. what is with that?!!).
Yay for it being nearly Wednesday.
A lighter note.. I have a lovely new bra.. and my breasts are a size bigger. Go go boobs.
The confidence has returned and I shall now fix the rest of the world in a scribble drawn in folded paper.
I saw G today when walking to the station.. she said she drove passed and had to stop to say hi. We hadn't seen each other for near three months. We got in her car and she took me the rest of the way to the station. I've never felt so little feelings for someone I got so caught up on before. It was good, really good. She looks as hot as ever.. more sorted. I'm happy for her.
It brought me a sense of dignification I suppose, the reassurance and compliments from the various sorts. Sarah makes me feel comfortable about myself. Amy and I should (I know I know) be together. Her being my closest friend is so much more though. It is difficult.. awkward at times having these boundaries between us.. but it isn't there. It is so so there, but in a gameboy quest for perfection, or something more.. I am unsatisified by the offering. The history is too much and glorified for me to ever consider it for more than a few brief moments. The constant struggle is that only of confusion brought on mainly by lack of patience. I wonder how Hannah is.. but I feel bad in that instance.
Saturday was good, after I was dropped home, I rushed my ass into the shower I trouped onto the train to meet amy for a fabulous day out. Mainly pool games, several bowling games. Sand in our newly bought very special beakers. 45 pounds she won on the fruit machine..sulkjealoussulk. The night was hot enough.. very strange.. very nice dope though.
Friday was absolute and mah pizza. Mmmness. We perved over Natalie Portman (part from her eyebrows turning upsidedown when she cries.. what is with that?!!).
Yay for it being nearly Wednesday.
A lighter note.. I have a lovely new bra.. and my breasts are a size bigger. Go go boobs.
The confidence has returned and I shall now fix the rest of the world in a scribble drawn in folded paper.
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