Wednesday, 26 February 2014
So it's been a wile since i've had time to write anything. There is just so much that has been going on, so much to write down, to remember, to tell, but i just find i dont have the energy or motivation to do it. What i will say is, i find that people don't really like me. Or rather they like me but don't want to go the extra mile to become a good friend and this is what worries me. What if all i find in QLD is a number of friends who are nothing more than the type of friends you leave behind after a subject or a year at uni is done. What if i dont find another snagms and pk. ugh
Thursday, 20 February 2014
six word stories
He bottle-feeds his wife’s killer.
Cancer. Only three months left. Pregnant.
My Dads met at Bible Camp.
Imagined adulthood. Gained adulthood. Lost Imagination.
Sunday, 16 February 2014
Friday, 14 February 2014
Thursday, 13 February 2014
Monday, 10 February 2014
Friday, 7 February 2014
Tuesday, 4 February 2014
two things
1. I just really want someone to talk to me and be all cute and make me life like an idiot
2. I am such a fucking stalker it even freaks me out o.O
2. I am such a fucking stalker it even freaks me out o.O
Sunday, 2 February 2014
I had the most amazing day with J and C and words can never express how much I love them and how much I will miss them. I'm not worried about our friendship fading or losing contact because I honestly do think we will last because of how diverse our friendship is. But nevertheless I did almost tear up on the train ride home when I thought about how much they mean to me.
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