Summer...
Summer...
Things to do:
♠ Learn how to play guitar like a fucking master
♠ Create a minimum of one item of clothing (that one could actually wear outside).
♠ Get my licence
♠ Go a little trigger happy with my camera
♠ Plant plants
♠ Clean up a beach
♠ Become healthy enough to run 200 meters without falling to the ground and succumbing to rigor mortis.
♠ Decide if I still want to write. If so, attempt to find a work placement/some kind of experience/start building up my folio. If the thought of doing the above still makes me want to jump in a lake, well there is my answer.
...Actually, the thought of jumping in a lake sounds quite appealing at the moment. Maybe a lake of fire then. Biblical style on yo ass!
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Time for some Ellen Page
strictlyrobsten:
The Evolution of Kristen Stewart
(Woah! Look at that hair throw!)
I'm doing that thing again...
Maybe it is about time I shared some of my writing and witty social commentary, instead of posting my obsessively hoarded images.
Then again, as much as I enjoy talking to myself, doing so in front of others isn't quite the same. I might feel like a weirdo.
Ah well, I don't think that is much of a secret.
Nor is the fact that I kind of like being weird.
The place where I hoard my incredibly, massively, super gay obsessions.
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