I'm upset and angry and frustrated and annoyed and moody and pissed off.
And I don't care what i say.
Or who I hurt.
Sometimes i just feel sick of everything.

I've always signed in with the intent to write. Something superfluous? Probably.

The text box has been open many times, but everything wants to remain concealed. So i let it. Its either that or complacency has taken over, and perhaps the striking #fact that nothing in my life at the present moment is worth noting.

When everything begins to feel mundane, my ability to conjure the strength and even the motivation to inspire strength, is siphoned from my ability stores- location: unknown. So the blah feeling resides (never permanently) within.

Summer.

I can't wait :)
Danielle and I were envious of everyone wearing summer clothing. It was 29 degrees Celsius today- the hottest winter day i've experienced ( i think)
& so we were discussing what clothes to buy & Summer music festivals.
SOUNDWAVE 2010 <3

• All Time Low
• Paramore
• Taking Back Sunday
  
• The Almost
  
• The Get Up Kids.
  

I'm excited :)

Sometimes i don't want to know,
about your latest thought
that you believe could spark a series of poems
so one day you'll be get published and become portable

Sometimes i don't care,
about her.
I'm friends with you right?
I didn't ask about how she's feeling,
but whatever you feel concerns her.

You were there for me when i cried by myself in the darkness.
I don't like you like that .

But friendships matter.
No wait, SHE matters.


More
more
more
THAN
anything.


I'm sorry that you don't give a shit about me

Grateful.

there is always:

someone to thank
someone to love
something that makes us smile

&

every day is a blessing

You can count on the sun to shine

And you can count on a thunder storm

But you can't count on a constant mood
Complacency

Anger

Happiness

We're kites that fly through rainbows,
that fall & get tangled within the thickets

We're balloons that sense colour.
Pop! when its red
& fly high when yellow.

I realise all of this
& how messy life can be.

Where Do I Buy This?

His feet snap into place and my iTouch would love to live within the confines of his hollowed insides.

I'm reading Brave New World and i feel like making a habit of saying Oh My Ford!- but i don't think anyone would understand unless i told them.

okay so i might be late for work today,
my big sister went cherry picking with my brother ( if i heard correctly, & yeah thanks for the invite). So i'm waiting for my parents to come home, i'm scared of calling and discovering that they're shopping and not coming home for like another hour, so i'm patiently waiting.
You know...that's what sucks about me, FEAR.
I fear not being able to do something- so instead of doing it, i'll wait....I'm not sure if i'm making much sense, but blah...maybe i should call my parents now.