Well,

make your choice. Me or him...

Ha.

like you'd ever choose me.

What can I say?

Thank God for Ben and Jerry's, and the Ultimate Work Playlist on Spotify.

I've found a monologue. It's something I can identify with alot.

"Then I lov'd him
Extremely lov'd him, infinitely lov'd him...
In my heart was Palamon, and there,
Lord, what a coil he keeps. To hear him
Sing in an evening, what a heaven it is!
And yet his songs are sad ones..."

The Two Noble Kinsmen - William Shakespeare

I Promise You Kid That I'll Give So Much More Than I Get I Just Haven't Met You Yet...

Oh Young Cardinals, Nesting In The Trees...

As far as I was aware a blog could be whatever the blogger wanted it to be. Freedom of speech and all that? It's not for anyone else's benefit but the blogger's. If people decide to read it all the better, but for me, It's always been nothing more than a place to go to vent and ramble and just let some of the pressure from my head drain. I'm not here to preach. I have little wisdom or juicy gossip to share.

If people don't like that, or think it's boring, or egotistical that i just tend to ramble about my day, and post the odd song I've written, to be honest, they shouldn't have bothered wasting their time reading it.

I do this for me.

Some day I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me...

You can't mistake our biology...

happy anniversary to John and Abi and Rory and Emma :)

The heart never lies...

I'm so glad there's no such thing as time machines

Coz I never ever ever want to go back where i've been.

I'm so sick and tired of reliving my history

and hating all these out of date versions of me.

My future seems to be looking bleak.

My mirror shows me things that I don't want to see.

Too young. Too broke. And so naive.

I'm the girl with the impossible dream.

No prospects. No drive. No reason to believe.

The nightmare returns and it's stuck on repeat.

Time machine. Time machine. Time machine.

Just let me live. Just let me be.