Interests:my girlfriends,london/tokyo,the muffin man and things that go bump in the night. Expertise:sudoku during science Occupation:Night Owl Industry:Entertainment
Sometimes conversations with the Mother makes me feel so guilty.I try,but it's always never good enough,is it not?Those who know me would probably know I'm uncomfortable with airing my deepest thoughts and personal emotions in the public AKA here,hence the abundance of pretty pictures and memorable meaningful quotes and the random thoughts floating around my head in this little space.
I take good things for granted too often.Got to change that.
CRAVINGS FOR DIMSUM/GOOD CHINESE FOOD.See what I mean by trivial?
Hair envy;cannot wait for my hair to grow long enough for side braids!!! I've been immersing myself in trashy chicklit and some quality me-time,made me realise I crave company. Rest is good though.
Relationships rather strained/distant this week.Superficial/fleeting/Lack of presence and time.Next week's schedule is shaping up let's see how things go.
Oh you have your own heart and I can't be rid of mine still you walk this one path and I can't be driven from mine Oh you have your own heart yeah I won't be rid of mine still you walk this one path and I can't be driven from mine
But you You don't feel like mine anymore and each night I wonder if I'm bad, bad or good that's cos you don't look back like I look back Oh that's cos you don't look back like I look back
I swear like a sailor.Today was especially vulgar.I'm so sorry,but that's just....the way I am. Waiting,waiting,soon to be gone.
