And The Blind Bird Dies

i have been awake for for 4 hours, it is now 17.32

do you ever have the feeling that you really need to sort your life out

i should be doing something more productive with my summer

but it would seem i have been rejected by the people that i spent most of the year with

and fashion and art are no longer important

and right at this second i would be happy to coast along forever, its too much effort to put yourself 'out there'

i wish i could play a musical instrument

and i wish my face was more symmetrical...

...because i am breathless without you

because i still think this lamp post is beautiful

because i would still like to think that i can see the beauty in everything, except for myself

lady of the house of love