Sick of hicupping.

Childhood memories are a mere fairytale existence, unremembered realities of brighter days.

And so much easier.

And you're also starting to think...

that I'm being really suss cause I'm not telling you what I'm doing. Its kind of amusing really (:

More like butter menth-lols

How do you know whats right and whats wrong?
Who is to judge?
Who is to know the reality?

Theres my post-modern philosiphising for the week.

Talking cats + new tops + missed trains

Panoramic lights


A cat can be a talker or a listener. I met one this morning that was a bit of both. And all around cute.

Like a Tiger

I didn't wear any make-up to school today.
It's kind of sad how uncomfortable I felt without it.

Nothing compares to this familiar feeling.

Alone, not lonely.

I should be doing work right now.

Set me on fire.

This is what happens when the Smithers family has a bonfire.



Hello father. Can you see him?






Candid camera.






Its pretty hectic crazy. Which is also now my new catch phrase.

Equillibrium

Figure this one out.


I tried to balance out my Karma yesterday. I wonder if it worked.

Wanna be part of my new addiction?

Bonita

I have re-discovered my fascination with eyes.
As if they're not amazing.

Just breathe.

How much of life is left to chance?
Or does everything happen for a reason?

I've lost nothing that you can't find

Lucky eye.

Go back to the basics.

Watching the weather go by.

To a different world.


With the truth painted black
And your lies painted gold...

Which would you rather believe?

One down, Ninety-nine to go.

'And slowly we fall down'

I know its only year 11, but there is a non-stop onslaught of assessments. Which I probably could spend less time complaining about and more time working on, but this is more fun.