January 2012
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Currently reading:
The Pursuit of Love by Nancy Mitford.
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These days whenever I’m getting to know someone new, it only makes me realise just how boring I really am.
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I just pulled a muscle in my neck from sneezing too violently. It’s a mystery to me that I’m not married yet.
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For the past four nights, I’ve been having dreams that are very similar. I sometimes think that dream meanings are a lot of bullhonkey but I know that these dreams are frustratingly trying to shine a light on what I already know to be my silly paranoia and anxieties about certain things.
On the plus side, I just had a Disney princess bubble bath (the Cinderella one, blueberry sorbet) and I...
By the roots of my hair some god got hold of me.
I sizzled in his blue volts like a desert prophet.
The nights snapped out of sight like a lizard’s eyelid:
A world of bald white days in a shadeless socket.
A vulturous boredom pinned me in this tree.
If he were I, he would do what I did.
- The Hanging Man by Sylvia Plath.
I don’t quite trust men who never wear shirts.
Currently reading:
Me Before You by Jojo Moyes.
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I went out to get toothpaste and came back with doughnuts, danish pastries and cheesecake…
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