Lost The Notebook. Heartbroken.
'Draw your chair up close to the edge of the precipice and I’ll tell you a story.'
an insightful woman embroiles me in a lengthy discussion to never be beholdent to one man. Her conversational tone enthralled; she is a woman who has undoubtable determination, whom never holds back. Having said this, she puts the kettle on;
milk? sugar? and sits back down to enage me on the topic of her marriage, balanced with her loss. Her defense 'what is love?' comes to mind. It made me think.
she refreshes my illusion on the complexities of the way we see life and endurance. • Ask me anything
• Submit toothpastekisses.
an insightful woman embroiles me in a lengthy discussion to never be beholdent to one man. Her conversational tone enthralled; she is a woman who has undoubtable determination, whom never holds back. Having said this, she puts the kettle on;
milk? sugar? and sits back down to enage me on the topic of her marriage, balanced with her loss. Her defense 'what is love?' comes to mind. It made me think.
she refreshes my illusion on the complexities of the way we see life and endurance. • Ask me anything
• Submit toothpastekisses.
this is why i should tidy up after myself..
It’s been a while,
since i wrote on here. Many apologies. Exciting times with a lot which has been going on from embarking on the mighty exciting challenge of being accepted into Lancaster University to meeting up with old friendly faces.
New start, and i cannot wait to see what it brings..
xx.
now.
I feel i hardly ever post on here, probably because i feel im going to get addicted like the same time a year ago at exactaly the same period of time..exams. But the sole reason i come on here is purely for escapism, its like another world better than facebook or twitter, better than talking to friends who dont understand or bombard you with their own problems. Its a place where you can type for infinity and not loose interest or be frightened where anyone can tell others. I like this because it better than a diary. It has pictures and you can nosey at others’ too. It is more.
Here and now, i sit, layed in the exact position a year ago partly wishing i had more time, and partly wishing ahead of myself.
plan: get focused.
Tomorrow is a whole new day, of a whole new week, of very few until only my first exam.
i felt it necessary to write this,
x
