December 2011
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what a crassmessy time of year...
so with that holiday pretty much dissapeared now, i cant say im sad to say goodbye until next year… im not synical, perhaps an athiest, but overall i love how unconventional my family are when it comes to celebrating ‘everyones favourite holiday’. i ouldnt want it any other way. i love the buzz of being around people that i love and giving them things…i do not like being...
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electricscarsandfleshlights asked: Thank you so much for your answer it was really heart lightening...(if that can be said). I really believe that in life we get what we deserve, not in the sense that it is always good but in the sense that we get what we need to learn and advance and you have just told me what i needed to hear :D i hope that i get to drink tea with you somewhere between tripcrossings. happy day!
alricoheladodetuttifruti asked: Hola! hablas español?
its 4am. i was not expecting this night to end up the way it did… swooning over my girl and then crying my eyes out to this is england88 drinking tea and eating alpro custard… to then get a call at 2am from one of my oldest best mates ”im buckled, come meet me on the swings punk… bring some wine and tissues” …i ask no questions and i recieve no lies…
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Dirty pillows...
there is something all too satisfying about lying in bed naked but wearing a hat and lipstick… ? never thought id get to feel quite how weirdly liberating it is… not too mention admiring the badass home made cushions that are surrounding me like a fort. Yup all those hours and now a bunch of pillows covered in old patches looking bloody gorgeous if i do say so myself… now...
Watchminniemousebuiltthishouse:
My film of Grace i shot a whileeee ago. here it is…
best smile to wake up to. lil goosebumpbs. fuckin love ya girl <3
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its time to write my book...
looking at photos of a year in the life of me … the adventures that i have embarked upon dont even sound real. im glad i gathered all the photo evidence as it would be pretty easy for the majority of people to say ”fuck off, no way in hell did you do that..”. some stories i will take to my grave, the idea of releasing them into the world and minds of others gives me the fear that...
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'osama's the man' a poem by my little sis.
Osama Bin Laden. What if he was just a puppet on some broken strings. Nothing more than a face in the crowd massacred to keep happy a twisted nation. Simply the face on a web of lies. The victim of a false commodity. The label on a sick creation. Another fucked up sob story for the grandkids of a terror fuelled generation. And what of the victims of his masters cruel mind games? Well, they...
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reggae kitchen parties drinking red wine and coke while your sister slave makes you the best vegan banquet that youve ever feasted your eyes upon. my mum and dad have just gone out, and can i add that my parents are babes. makes me happy and reassured to know that if i look half as good as them when im in my 40’s, i will not die lonely and surrounded by cats. the garlic smells are stinging...