January 2012
hotncoldfuture:
Paddling Out // Miike Snow
I was emotional because I wanted someone to say something to me. For me. To cheer me on. To keep me going. I kept hearing other people’s names, other people being worked up, and I was listening out for something for me. Nothing. Do I look like I don’t need words of encouragement? Do I make it look like it’s not hurting for me? Because it certainly is.
Hugs, Toast, You cannot park here unless you’re on the list, Mohawk man, David Jones fresh fruit frappe, Mascapone apricots and figs, Zara, happy skirt, wannabe rebels, “Omg that girl has the biggest boobs I have ever seen”, Getting hit on my crazy Irish men, pub crawl on the waters, Darling harbour, Carousel ride, Mocha soy coconut frappaccinos from Starbucks, street dancers,...
hazesea:
Samson- Regina Spektor
Samson came to...
Prowling at the Coogee Bay Hotel.
themusiclibrary:
Kiss From A Rose - Seal
Bow Bow Woowwwwww.
How I met your mother.
Oops.
Herbal Tea.
Strepsils.
Vicks Vaporub.
Vicks Inhaler.
Tissues.
Rain.
I just want to have a long, long, long shower.
Driving to Penrith for the fourth time in a week.
Too much petrol.
$1.40 / L including the 8c / L discount.
PRICEY.
POOR.
JOBLESS.
Sleep.
Naps.
Snoozing.
Lying down.
Physio.
$70 / hour.
PRICEY.
POOR.
JOBLESS.
Sick.
Injured.
...
