Wednesday, May 30, 2007



[edit] i'm going to have that hanging in my room soon (: mehehehe. i have this thing for curls. i like dark curly haired men. yummy. plus that scar he gets at e end. grins. i like him dirty, and a bit rough around the edges, grit u know. not all white and pansy-like. i sound sex-crazed don't i -.- but he's my one my only brit! [/edit]

i got high holborn (: it makes everything feel so much more concrete. and i honestly can't wait actually. i've been waiting for this for ages. and its finally happening. too much unhappiness here. i think we say alot about not being able to leave, really can't leave alot of things behind, but when the time comes, its actually quite easy to just up and go. leave everything that defined you behind.


so worried and stressed that i can't seem to see the end. i really really hope we get there. too much has been put in into this, and i can't let anything prevent us from getting there.

i love my darling goldfish (: be strong my dear.

All the wild horses
Tethered with tears in their eyes
May no man's touch ever tame
May no man's reigns ever chain you
And may no man's weight ever defrayed your soul
And as for the clouds
Just let them roll
Roll away
Roll away
As for the clouds
Just let them roll
Roll away

i wait for the day, to run free. to drive down some empty road, with the open sky above and the wind in my hair.


: all the wild horses :: ray lamontagne :

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