Have you ever thought, thought your heart would break? Wished you could cut open your chest tear it out to stop the pain? Why don´t you riot like everyone else/ I don´t care Life´s too long/ You can have any man you want/ I want him/ except him Always suspected the world didn´t smell of fresh paint and flower/ smells of piss and human sweat If there could have been more moments like this
In about 20 min I have to leave my room and walk down to Old st to take bus nr 55 to Oxford circus. I’m eating porridge right now and I’ll have to make up and dress upp (after Selfridges rules) before I can leave, so good morning and good bye.
I got a present from Johanna! Now I have two favourite things in this world, Johanna and my nail polish dryer monkey.
I warmed marshmallows over a smal candle while looking for jobs online. Now I’m gonna meet up with Buela for a drink and 22:55 my baby arrive at stansted, hurrah, feels like it’s gonna be a great evening.
The only good thing with being sick is that I can walk around all day in my favourite clothes aka my Chinese Star Wars t-shirt and my red & wite striped underpants.
