August 2009
46 posts
I’ve gotten used to living a mediocre life. Never completely happy and never fulfilled. I’m just following the motions and if something happens along the way it just breezes past. Sometimes i think, well alot of the time i think i really just can’t be bothered anymore, with anything. Sometimes i think it would be better to just finish. But then i realise i think too much and just...
I’m hoping everything comes together soon
I want to write, I’ve felt the need to write but now my mind is a blank. I don’t exactly know how i feel or what i want. Everything is temporary and indescribable.
I wish i was creative enough to explain myself rather than words from another.
‘It’s late and I’m awake, staring at the wall, open up my window, my head floats out the door
No one else around, the...
I’ve been absent for so long, my tumblarity has reached an all new low. Although i have had time to find amazing photos. x
