Tuesday, 24 August 2010

yesterday i was treated to a very romantic evening and it was lovely
there were:
kisses
flowers
sweeties
tea
a 'mix tape' that actually had photos not songs
a lush bath
candles
strawberries
squirty cream
a massage
and quite possibly the best sex ever
lady of the house of love

I'm Not The One You Want Babe.

Go away from my window,
Leave at your own chosen speed.
I'm not the one you want, babe,
I'm not the one you need.
You say you're lookin' for someone
Who's never weak but always strong,
To protect you an' defend you
Whether you are right or wrong,
Someone to open each and every door,
But it ain't me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.

Go lightly from the ledge, babe,
Go lightly on the ground.
I'm not the one you want, babe,
I'll only let you down.
You say you're lookin' for someone
Who will promise never to part,
Someone to close his eyes to you,
Someone to close his heart,
Someone to die for you an' more,
But it ain't me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.

You say you're looking for someone
Who'll pick you up each time you fall,
To gather flowers constantly
An' to come each time you call,
A love you for your life an' nothing more,
But it ain't me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.


Sitting in a towel crying at Johnny Cash. I have reached a new low.

- Dagger.

Monday, 23 August 2010

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When I was little my dad had to work in Russia for a while and he brought these back.

I was perfectly fine for 20 years without you, but there's a dull ache now you've gone.

- Dagger.

Sunday, 22 August 2010

Reasons I Cried At Six

- You said you loved me and that you call me later. 25 hours later, I'm still waiting.
- I am a Courtney without a Kurt.
- You're too hungover for a bus jouney to Romford. You are not too hung over for the pub with girls from work.
- She asks how you are, and you don't tell her you're happy we are back together. You don't tell her we are back together at all.

- Dagger.

Saturday, 21 August 2010

I Own A Broken Camera And A Broken Heart.

I hate that I am waiting up for him to call when I know he never will.

- Dagger.

I Want To Be 50.

Friday:
- Seven o'clock.
- Kisses in bed.
- Red lipstick and flowery dresses.
- Getting changed in the toilets.
- Suicidal ducks.
- Naughty kisses.
- Name games.
- The Northen Line.
- Shopping.
- Vintage clothes and records.
- Books.
- Sex shops.
- Sushi.
- Kings Cross Train Station.
- Not knowing what to wear.
- Sweet text messages.
- Drag.
- Pub talk and raspberry beer.
- Nice smelling neighbours.
- Top hats, canes and amazing moustaches.
- Corsets.
- Dancing.
- Compliments.
- Having my picture taken.
- More dancing.
- Being pissed off.
- Wishing you were here.
- Walking home.
- Chips.

That was an epically long list.
I epically miss you.

- Dagger.

Wednesday, 18 August 2010

Things I Don't Want People To Know.

This is going around blog-land so I thought I'd jump on the band wagon.

1) I watch a lot of porn.
2) I have been feeling really broody lately. And I know I am no where near ready, emotionally, financially or relationship-wise to have a child, but a large part of me fears that I never ever will be.
3) I always thought I was going to get married young.
4) I just cried at the x factor.
5) I was seriously considering not going to the first meeting of the last film I worked on, because I hate meeting new people.
6) I want long, curly hair so badly it makes me cry sometimes.
7) I love hand washing my clothes.
8) Your girlfriend is really, really, really boring.
9) Mirrors in the dark really, really creep me out.
10) I hate, with a passion, the fact that I am messy.

I wish my life was more romantic, and there were more fields in it.

- Dagger.