August 2012
First day of spring tomorrow! Fuck yes.
This morning when I got off the train I noticed a homeless man at the entrance to the station. He didn’t say anything and everyone walked on as though he didn’t exist. I was one of those people.
As I dished out $3 for my skinny latte at the cafe next door, I couldn’t help but think about the man at the station. How long had he been on the streets? What was his story?
Before I...
It’s amazing what an early morning, a long walk and a good breakfast can do to your mood :)
4am and I’m wide awake, worrying about life, love and everything that comes with it. What I would do to have my girlfriend beside me right now.. Her steady breathing beside me is always enough.
Tell me I’m your national anthem.
Good morning Melbourne :)
betweenheavenandmisery:
In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”
I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.
I occasionally think “I know you can read my thoughts!” just in case.
“If this had been it, if I had died then, I would have said it was enough’”
– Timothy Conigrave (holding the man)
Studying on a Saturday night… Hmph.
Only in my mental health nursing class could I be encouraged to act like a 28 year old schizophrenic experiencing delusions and climb onto the table yelling “shut the fuck up! Just shut up!”
“It’s beautiful when you find someone that is in love with your mind. Someone...”
– (via ashleelyn)
5.45am is far too early to be getting up for class!
