I'd rather feel the pain all too familiar

Long days are gay.

I don't think I shall go into too much detail, because I'm sick of listening to myself whinge.

bet you kids are glad to hear that :P

basically, I'm sick of spending life dreading school, dreading work, dreading this, that or the other.

I'm over being over stuff.

I want my enjoyment back...

I want to snap out of it, but at the same time I don't want to.

Cos if I do, then I have to face the wave of stress and things undone that is just waiting for me to properly admit it's there...

oh dear...

Living in your prewar apartment, soon to be your post war apartment

First of all,

Dear people who blog letters to things.
Sorry I stole your idea, I couldn't help myself

tata!

Second,

Dear Future,
I would stand in the rain to wait for you.
Sometimes it feels like I already am.
I would stand in hail for you, for a ridiculously long time.
Sometimes I think I have seen glimpses of you, but they are not my future, they are someone else's, zipping along down the line.

Do destinys have return to sender?
I would stand through a hurricane, I would wait for years.

But I get the feeling I would convince myself that my whole future consists of waiting, and walk away shaking my head.
I am certain this will happen, just as I am certain you will be shipped return to sender when it turns out you simply had to buy a bandaid to save yourself from the blister of your shiny new shoes and I have not had the faith to wait for you.

I'll kick you in the sins and in the face until you love me, papa, paparazzi

I love my mum, dont get me wrong.
and shes's a great mum.
But she picked the WORST day to forget about picking me up.
Half an hour.
In the rain, wind and freezing cold.
:P Love you mum