December 2010
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October 2010
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July 2010
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June 2010
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Boxes.
I remember once when I was a kid I cut windows and a door into a cardboard box and made it into a house. It was fun.
I just thought you should all know. x
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Raindrops from the sky > raindrops from the eyes. x
New song on my music MySpace →
listen listen x
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I feel a bit like
life’s a big eagle and I’m a mouse in a massive open field. But maybe I’m one of those mice that could just spontaneously turn into a pterodactyl. ya dig? x
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May 2010
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I had an amazing dream this morning.
Yeah. I woke up and fell asleep again and had a really amazinlgy weird dream. I was sitting in the front seat of my mum’s car, we were driving down a straight motorway that went on forever. I couldn’t really see any buildings or anything on either side of it, but the sun was blinding. There was a plane flying ridiculously low, and it was totally massive, heading towards the car, about...
April 2010
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Black holes for eyes.
I had a really unnerving scary dream last night. It involved figures with huge white, featureless, glowing faces and big black spaces where their eyes should have been. I got locked in a room with one and nobody knew how dangerous they were. It was horrible. They just stared at you. Even though they couldn’t really be staring at you, cause they had no eyes, it just felt like it. So creeped...
Give up everything, we were on the wrong track.
Begin with yourself: you are a...
– Stockhausen. x
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Ouch.
My hand hurts from trying to teach myself Avril 14th on piano. Baring mind I don’t play piano. But I’m getting there. So it’s all good. x
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March 2010
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February 2010
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How is trust? I haven’t heard from her for long, long time. A thousand...
– ‘The Height of Summer’ - The Knife.
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Threading Needles
It’s getting a little bit tedious.. I hope this is worth the bother. x