4th december 2012, re-using, re-dumped
i am re-using this blog, because i am re-dying.
if i listen to a song i have to like it first time, they never grow on me and i only like them if they are sad, i don’t care for words just the tone.. the tone has to be sad without any upbeat rhythms.
i am watching amelie. i am going onto facebook every two minutes, checking if hes on.. i think hes playing xbox, i would give a lot to sit in his bed and watch him play and shout at the screen and tell me to shut up and to stop being moody and telling me i have to play because its ‘my’ map.
i have been looking at my boobs for a while and noticed that all my freckles are in such strange places and are uneven. its as if they were meant to be equally distributed between 15 people for hidden sweet beauty freckley spots for lovers to find but instead got piled onto my frail pale and stupid body.
my favourite sense is smell. because it enhances memories so rapidly. and without smell we could not taste, not that i care for that sense as i don’t enjoy eating anymore. but i really like spicy smells and sweet smells and light minty warm smells. i especially like the smell of james. :)
its my birthday. am i on your mind? i guess we’ll never know
why can’t you just decide how long you sleep for.
celebrate being single and knowing me while you did lol