p365: day 21.

originally my photograph was better but unfortunately due to a bizarre incident as to which i am unaware of actually occuring, my camera memory wiped itself and i have no photograph from today, which was my feet and shopping bags against the station platform, tomorrow, developing polaroids. apologies, maybe these aren’t as good but i will try my hardest in future to post every day.

edit: the camera did not wipe itself, they were merely saved to a different card *fool*. picture changed. however, i prefer this polaroid one to the other, i think. !

p365: day 12

no more red kiss, sitting with your soft lips. no more long trips, laying down hip to hip. no more back to bed, bed to back basics and if that’s the way it is i’m feeling so wasted.

nb. i didn’t write this, it’s krones by for the common wealth. i can’t get enough of this song and i walked to work today and that’s all i really have to say.

.9

i’m done with your uncertainty and your maybes and your everything-else. you had your chances. i tried my hardest and i gave you everything i had, if that wasn’t good enough for you, maybe you should open your eyes. there’s someone out there who’ll think it’s more than sufficient, there’s people out there who will appreciate my friendship constantly. you’re mostly a good person but that doesn’t really mean anything anymore. i think for the most part i just hate the way i can say this and in a week it’ll be useless and i’ll feel useless like those dolls on shelves that never really get played with.

.8

some things never change.

.3

i really think that people are ridiculous sometimes. i am trying to write in here everyday. if you believe in something, take it, go for it, do it. don’t let it pass you by. if you don’t believe in something, don’t mock it. someday it’s going to bounce back in yr face.

on a lighter note, today was a university fair in chelmsford, and whilst most of the day was spent sunbathing incessantly, i did get some good information on some good universities and suddenly i am scared because it-isn’t-that-far-away-now, oh, what to do, what to do.

I want to take a Gap Year and go Travelling in Australia and Work for Six Months. Then I want to Study a Degree in Psychology and I Want to backpack around the World, before doing my Masters in Forensic-Psychology and then I want to be a Psychologist.

this is too formal, too planned, and too elegant for me. i am messy. i am creative. i am going to change somebody’s life, that’s what i’m going to do.