The City Called Me So I Came

today in the city i fell in love with every person who gave me the tiniest bit of eye contact

then i walked around the tate britain for 2 and a half hours, dodging a school trip of french teenagers shouting and i contemplated life. i ended up opposite Ophelia again and Chatterton

pre raphaelite art makes me feel calm

and then a banana exploded in my bag

lady of the house of love

String-Along-Song

first of all i would like to apologise for the lack of blogging activity as of late

but we have been far to busy experiencing life for the past 4 days

this is just a short post to generall ask you all why boys are so complicated?!?!

i thought we had a good night out but apparently not

apparently im only worth a kiss on the cheek

and i havent even had a text today

but you know what his catch phrase is? its 'swish' this makes me feel a bit better

and my work is still lame

even though it inspired by this:

Louise Bourgeios-clearly

lady of the house of love

Desire; You Are Not The Maker Of Me

why is it that whenever i go out i get hit on by the creepiest/most horrible guy in the room?

thats why i would like to know

i think my life would be better if i knew the answer to this

that is all

lady of the house of love