when I was a kid I used to seriously fear that when I turned on the tv/stereo/radio it could accidentally have been set so loud that I’d jump back in surprise, and SO loud I wouldn’t be able to bear getting close enough to it to turn it down.
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and what if i even wrote in this sometimes even though it won’t impress myself?
it’s big news guys. anarchy, anarchy! a big epic move to hyde park, for one thing. that’s right ladies, i’m a city man. i can take you back to my pad. it has posters, and a sweet double bed and an ex-girlfriend. no really, she’s my neighbour. i haven’t seen her yet, just her name on the list. we went out for a year and a half (after a year or so of foreplay) and she’s insane and thinks i stalk her. this ought to be quite the amusing riot! well devilish!
CHOOSE WISELY.
It’s a no-brainer. You pick the mermaid for the following reasons:
- tcha, ‘cos she’s a bayb.
- she has boobs
- she has a human brain, what’ll make her much more appealing
- she has fingers and a nice little mouth to break the sexual tension
- you don’t need to return the favour
- she can has lungs and thus can survive out of water.
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sometimes when i think of you i get the horrors!
but i try to keep a sense of humour about these things really.
except when i’m sleepy, then the world is incorrect, and then it’s the horrors!
what type of trifling japery am i playing at this time hey?
how deliciously tragic of me! check out my awesome grunge moves! i need extra eyeliner for a night like tonight!
oh my, you just signed in. it’s good to know you’re alive.
so i heard from a distant relation who heard from his girlfriend who heard from her best friend who heard from her boyfriend that he heard the story from you.
when i heard that, tonight, it gave me the horrors. it was the first horror i’d taken, even.
you are a horror, you need a big cape.
on your dashboard, does it come up with that annoying “imported from journalname:” whenever i import from another journal?
from a youtube video: “ha ha ha ha ha! she said “slave” ha! she is historical..” fucking awesome, OP has no idea how funny that is.
also, lj users expect more posts. i linked up my tumblr with lj, so.
dear life,
you’re suuuch a tease! you’re such a flirt! sorry i took you so seriously yesterday. sometimes i get so wrapped up in myself i forget how cute and silly you are.
i was just thinking about, remember how years and years ago we used to hate each other? i used to treat you like crap, and then got all shocked when you treated me the same. haha. remember the mean things we used to pull on each other? a couple of times i tried to get rid of you for good! not that you didn’t deserve it in some ways, but i’m glad you didn’t leave. i’m really lucky to have kept you all these years. and we have our 20th anniversary this year! we’ll have to think up something special to celebrate, right? wow.
you’re so hilarious, and interesting. it’s been years since we stopped fighting and you still turn me on. it feels AMAZING when you’re inside me, and you suddenly get all passionate and romantic, like you’re the luckiest entity in the world just to have me - and of course, that feeling’s so mutual it’s almost sickening.
it’s funny that i sometimes get so upset with you over your funny little quirks, because i really love them, actually! i promise i’ll relax and just trust you, because i know you really do care massively about me and are only going to do kind things for me, in the long run.
and i promise i’ll love you forever. i’m yours.
today, someone broke this part of the inside of my heart - but it was an important part! it was connected with this Little Room in my mind, and the Little Room has been leaking ever since, lots and lots of thoughts that are now cluttering up my Little Room. there’s no point in clogging the bit he broke, i’m just going to have to tidy things up as they come out.
here are some things that will help:
tea! particularly, SMOOTH tea.
dying my hair
rearranging furniture
letting those few people with their toes just in my life feel welcome to come closer
moving back to melbourne (only ten days now)
AND. it is finally time to get a job. i’m voting dangerfield, because they sell some really amazing things that’d be so worth buying if they had a really sick staff discount on them.
today was incorrect! i needed tea, i needed to spend my time savouring that porridge…
but other than that, i’m not sure where i went wrong…
i’m so lost…
i am a dizzy mess.
lord.
in three weeks time, my heart is totally going to be ripped out of my chest for missing this boy. i hope that i’m so ridiculously lost in it that the pain will crush me.
i am such a dizzy, happy, blissful mess.
planettampon:
I FEEL LIKE DEATH.We have the same shirt!
oddly, you have to actually click my journal to see my added photo.
when i find a person i really like, and i mean… am like, falling for, really hard, you’ll often find me accidentally telling people how physically unattractive they are. i can only think of two possible reasons, and they’re both fairly feasible.
agh, whyyy am in such a dizzy loveful state?
im sitting at the table. im breathing heavily. I can’t hear the conversation about insurance. I can’t smell fish. I can only smell you. I hear your breath in my ear and feel your hand on my chest, pushing me back into my chair. the most enormous pressure against my chest. god your hand is so large and warm and soft. your hips are against mine and your lips have moved down to my jawline. the fingers of your free hand push through and mine clench. I bury my face in your hair in an attempt to cover my mouth. I actually moan, but then remember my company and turn it into some kind of cough. they’re still talking about insurance. I think id better take this to the bathroom. excuse me.
