March 2011
I worry about my Dad's sense of humour
Me: Is what I'm wearing ok Mum?
Mum: Looks good
Dad: It's ok.. but it's not very dykey
Me: I'm going out now..
I'm addicted to the chase of my happiness
My friend Andrew is tutoring my little brother for maths right now. It is probably one of the cutest things I’ve ever seen.
Anonymous asked: i feel like everything about you is genuine.
and it's refreshing to see that.
and it's refreshing to see that.
“I fought the war I fought the war I fought the war But the war won’t stop for the love of God”
Sometimes when things get tough I resort to being child-like. Regression, they call it. Today was no exception. I ran a bath, found a rubber duck owned and cherished by my little brother in the late 90’s, placed it on the rising water and slipped in. I washed, wiping my face with a flannel that I had found in the linen cupboard, sunk beneath the water and then, after sulking for a good...
jeffisbeast:
Here In Your Arms (Acoustic) -...
Dinner with two of my best friends tonight!
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I got home at about eight tonight and as I was getting my bag from the back of my car, the old man who lives across the road walked past with his shopping. I said hello to him out of politeness and asked how he was, barely waiting for a response before turning back to lock my car. As I did so I heard a voice say “I’m selling this old place.” I turned around to see him standing...
“My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it will...”
– William Shakespeare (The Taming of the Shrew)
I’m sitting outside work, about to start and having a cigarette, when a security guard walks past, picks a sprig of Rosemary from the pot plant out the front and smells it.
Thank you for the simple things in life that make me smile.
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Make haste across my open mind, Your simple words with their bitter taste, cliche, but yes they slip like sand through fingers braced.
Good morning Melbourne
Which of my beautiful Melbourne followers are...
Or any marriage equality rally for that matter. 1pm State Library!
Lazy Friday morning reading the paper and drinking...
I don’t want this to end.
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Fall across me. It is with outstretched arms that we call upon each other. Hoping, trying, looking for salvation in a dried up city. It is simple, is it not? To call upon a friend and rely on them through the night. In theory, yes. Yet in practice we yearn for the lenience of guilt knowing, that while we empty, and whilst our hearts leak, Like an hour glass The other compartment fills. We grieve...
Today a lady at work asked me if the tuna salad...
