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Cabbages and Kings

Well the absence has been noteable, however exams called my name and I procrastinated my way few the last few weeks. Needless to say I didn't have time to write on here. Theres some catching up to do, but in bigger news i'm moving this part of my blog to another name, I'll post the link on here as soon as It's set up, I need a new title for new emotions, possibly just to show that this isn't all of me and that this one got bogged up in negativity that i am now seperating myself from, i want this to be more about thoughts than personal messages and it's time to make that change. xo

Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off

go on, indulge yourself

a scar away from falling apart

I guess writing this blog has made me realise how fickle my emotions seem to be. Just when I'm feeling good, the ups and downs of life hit me like a sucker punch to the stomach and whilst I'm still trying to regain air my mind runs away on a path of its own again. I don't for one second think I'm the only person whose state of mind changes so quickly and on this rollercoaster I'm joined by the rest of the population, I just somehow don't think my seatbelt is connected properly. I walked in the middle of the road today and just for a few seconds wondered what it would be like if a car hit me, what it would feel like to die. I'm not suicidal or anything like this just fascinated by the thought of it. This scares me a little, as I get older my fascination becomes stronger and it quite often dominates my dreams, I just wonder how it would feel to not think anything, the last gasp of breath before your soul embarks, ultimate peace? flashbacks of memories? nothing at all? I'm feeling a bit odd today, I wonder if it shows? xo

A group of twelve or more cows is called a flink.

Life has its bright sides, some people do like to read about the happy times too. Watching the sun rise and fall, then pining about where the day went is much like the inevitable growth and collapse of love once its gone it feels crappy but it was still beautiful whilst it was there. Thinking about this has got me into thinking that maybe it's not always the ending that matters, it's what happens in between. I did love her and love for all its weaknesses is a wonderful feeling, one which turns an otherwise dull day spent in bed into a memory and one which you treasure. Pictures and postcards never quite tell the story of love, it is the emotion that makes them pictures special. My picture of her is very much still in my heart and although my heart sinks when i think of us a smile will still come to my face, it was never about old couples in the park it was about memories to last that lifetime and sharing something with someone who deserved every single beat my heart jumped for them. Now i start a new chapter but when I read back through my book, I'll make sure i don't skip a single word. Happiness is something that will evade you as long as you search for it, maybe it was just here all along. xo

Wanted: One Safety Blanket

I've met someone that makes me feel seasick

I am way out of my comfort zone, I think i'll hide away for a while