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I had one of those days today where you don’t see anyone all day, so you start feeling all weird and introverted and when someone actually does come home, it’s like you’re socially impaired and learning to speak for the first time. Luckily the person who did come home (my flatmate Alanna) is super good with silence so we just sat around and ate various things while I warmed up my vocal chords. 

I’m going to miss Alanna tonnes next year. she’s moving to india to do some form of textile genius with a company called freeset. It’s super lame ‘cause she’s my partner in crime when it comes to being weird. She brings out the stupid in me. in a good way. we get up to some pretty ridiculous stuff.

The other night she mooned me in the kitchen.

Our other flatmate brittany refers to us as ‘an old married couple who’ve let themselves go’.

Exactly what we were going for.

Have been feeling sooo sick today!!! Which is freaking me out since I have songwriter of the year finals on thursday night.

Would rather not power chuck all over the stage.

So I stayed in bed all day and watched heaps of movies but it was the worst cause I just wanted my mum to drive up and sit with me. she’s the best at sympathy. My dad always get’s super awkward and cracks jokes and shuffles around the bed like a lunatic, but my mum always sits with me and sings to me and strokes my hair and makes me feel loads better. bummer.

this post is for you. because I know you’re such a tumblr whore and will see it first.

Marc johns is my new found love. I feel like he lives in my head and draws all the stupid things that I like to think about. I want to get a hot chocolate and talk nonesense with him for a half hour. even though he’s married. and like 40. ew. i take it all back.

but not really.

-This could work you know.

This river we’re sailing, will eventually end in the ocean.

And when it does, we’ll swim and splash in the open air, the sun bouncing off our freckled shoulders, the water dripping from our glistening, white, construction paper smiles.

And I’ll float upon the cellophane waves toward you, lay beside you, close my eyes and say, “I knew this would work, I knew”.  

And all will be silent as our bodies fill with the heat of the day, vessels of fire, sleeping beside one another in the endless water.

And we’ll say nothing, but hear everything.

I’ll hold you ‘til we reach the shore.

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It’s funny how you just break down, waiting on some sign

I pulled up to the front of your driveway, with magic soaking my spine.

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