May 2010
i’m pretty sure my post man thinks i have an internet shopping addiction but that doesn’t matter because i am pretty much dating him anyway. i have seen him almost every day for the last week. he is a balmain blazer away from becoming the perfect boyfriend- listens to me, always knocks before entering, gives me space, brings me gifts regularly, never asks me for anything, rides a motocycle- what else is nessasary in a man? i almost kissed him this morning when her delivered a special gift for me.
i would love a Zippo just so i can flick it while i plan my devious schemes
it would be fantastic
thought of the day
my life is one great big black hole of lost conversation
the earth still spins on its goddamn axis
if everything is a chemical reaction made from nothing then surely we’re all going to die making no difference