Yeah, I hear you, I'm listening with awe. But it doesn't mean I give two shits or maybe even three. Sometimes, I couldn't even care.
I always doubt Melbourne Metro Train Services.
This household is so tense, God help me.
I miss you, you're away. Although I haven't seen you just for a little bit, a week with me knowing you're away - disfound.





Our society is lazy.






Your voice, Bon Iver
- is like the speech of
light raindrops colliding
onto my roof,
delicate and alurring.
You make me feel,
oh so commodiously adequate.
WOULD YOU LIE WITH ME AND JUST FORGET THE WORLD? FORGET WHAT WE'RE TOLD, BEFORE WE GET TOO OLD. SHOW ME A GARDEN THAT'S BURSTIN INTO LIFE.
No respect for you - even if a years gone by. It's the least I could do
My dream: Pull of polka dots in a great manner.
- Be proud audience.














































































A plus, baby. A plus.

time stopped.

You're pulling, rushing. This feeling's amazin' baby I can't get back. I remember it well, you know me - I have this gnack. The gnack to hold you tight and don't let go. Please don't fight me baby, you make me happy as so. My ships are sailing, when I miss you - I feel I'm failing. Why aren't you here tonight? Why aren't you here tonight? Nothing is taking me down. I remember it well, there was wet in your hair, I was stood in the stairs and time stopped moving. Come over, you're lost,
dive into moss, I hope that my sanity covers the cost. To remove the stain of my love.
- Brianna Daws, improvision is a beautiful thing.
BABY, I'M HOT JUST LIKE AN OVEN, I NEED SOME LOVING. BABY I CAN'T HOLD IT MUCH LONGER, IT'S GETTING MUCH STRONGER.

doves cry

Dig if you will the picture, of you and I engaged in a kiss. The sweat of your body covers me. Can you my darling, can you picture this? Dream if you can a courtyard, an ocean of violets in bloom. Animals strike curious poses, they feel the heat. The heat between me and you. How can you just leave me standing? Alone in a world that's so cold? Maybe I'm just too demanding, maybe I'm just like my father too bold. Maybe you're just like my mother, she's never satisfied. Why do we scream at each other? This is what it sounds like, when doves cry.












Alex Pardee, you make me feel
so alive.

KFC

I never want to go to the state of Kentucky, according to my previous resources at Kentucky Fried Chicken - KFC, the chicken there isn't the greatest.

weekend fun.

This weekend - best ever, not that Goodlife was some teeny underage event it was actually pretty sweet. But I only spent my few hours there. I then made an appearance to sweet Alexander's - Lexie's humble aboad for his birthday where all my old friend's - or never the less, regular aquaintances. But I saw my Bradley, my Bradley Weaver, and I had given him the biggest bear hug he and I would ever experience. Then gave the bong some fun, and left still with our diginity hanging out under our arm pits. We talked, ate and laughed and we sucked up eachothers awesomeness leaving one another with nothing but everything.

But you know what, none of that matters because I am so happy.

sammy june

Hi there. Mr. Chloe is sitting McBehind me, she's Red Eateraroostering. I need some taste of Sub's coffee. I'm having a joyous time: including Nataliburger, Lazy Steph and ChloRug.
Keeley O'Hara - best blog.
THIS IS MY TIE DYED PILLOW CASE:D

TIE. DYE. TIE DYE?

Hey fellow - readers? Like anyone reads my blog anyway. I tie dyed a pillow case the other day, unraveled it today and OH BOY, it turned out fantastic. I'll post a picture up of it if I get time. That just made me a whole lot happier. YES.

yellow

Your skin, oh yeah your skin and bones. Turn into something beautiful, do you know for you i bleed myself dry. For you i bleed myself dry.

White. and. Nerdy.


That's me, sitting at home in dad's old shirt. Messy hair - not done and some old op shop sunglasses to go.
I'm so happy.
In Multimedia, I guess you could call this 'multimedic'. Got a substitute teacher too - Mr. Shevchuk in fact. Oh boy, life's a 'rollercoaster' ha life's a rollercoaster my ass, more like a glass coaster.
Greatest era of my life - China, Malaysia and Thailand 2009. With Stephanie and Big Poppa.

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life


'My life fulfilled' - bullshit. No one knows what else exists, you're just happy - nothing more.

doves

Today.
My life just got a whole lot better, not that you care anyway - to presume, you don't care about anything it's trendy to not care these days.
It's pretty much the worst trend I, on behalf of our generation, have ever experienced. Yeah nice paisley for the individuals, long hair for the metal heads and chunky shoes for the skate rats. But not caring? Ridiculously unbelievable.
Hearing these raindrops whilst lying in bed, discreetly acknowledging the elegance in the raindrops' collision onto my verandah roof - A clear definition of amazing.



Touch if you will my stomach,
Feel how it trembles inside.
You've got the butterflies all tied up,
Don't make me chase you.
Even doves have pride.

Gonna be alonee
















The best people in the world, on the screen. Hope you know.

Ebony, Natalia, Stephanie and Anthony - 10:48PM, My house.

Illusion

That is what I hate about the human race - we all make it excuses, we fake it. Excuses: No one really knows anymore, we pretty much change definitions of words just because we have no one else to blame. The world just a big illusion. The only time that you can see reality is when your going to die. We noticed how we say, 'no one does this, no one does that' but if we said, 'people do this' we would have to say, 'we do this'. This is what I fucking hate.

Swallows me

Oh that feelin's rising...
rising over me
Oh, that song is singin'
Singin' in to me.
Over everything,
I used to be.





BEAR! I LooOOovvVVVeeeEee YoooHHHh bAAaaBBiiiii
Oh how I love you dearly.
VOLIM TE VOLIM TE VOLIM TE!
(L)
MI AMORE!
KThanksBye Bree Bear
- Natto Stano
X

fuck

I just keep fucking trying for you - just for you. You don't even notice.

- You're terrible.








Infamousy: Future in the Present

When im famous, they'd ask me with great interest, 'what made you strive for success?' I'd reply with purity and reassuarance, 'I was once a teenager you know, the average adolescent. You could easily say I was a fuck up, and wasn't going to head anywhere in the right lane. My mates, my best mates kick started me in a forgiving way and then, we became the world's greatest. They're the people I'd like to express gratitude emmensly, because honestly: No one is the world's greatest. No body shares the same world, so how could one person in particular be the world's greatest? It might be in fact that someone is your world's greatest and honestly. It would be your friends, not your collegues, they're just fighting for what you have, not your parents or guardians, they're just playing a roll - doing their job. But your friends - Boy, they chose to be a helping hand. By them to consider you as mates, friends - whatever, means they're more than happy to assist on guiding you. Friends are beneficial - you and I would be no where without them.'
As I would be giving connective eye contact to those that matter.