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You touch these tired eyes of mine,

And map my face out line by line
And somehow growing old feels fine.
I listen close for I'm not smart,
You wrap your thoughts in works of art
And they're hanging on the walls of my heart.

I may not have the softest touch,
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I'm yours.
And though my edges may be rough
And never feel I'm quite enough,
It may not seem like very much
But I'm yours.

You healed these scars over time,
Embraced my soul, you loved my mind.
You're the only angel in my life.
The day news came my best friend died,
My knees went weak and you saw me cry.
Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes.

I may not have the softest touch,
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I'm yours.
And though my edges may be rough
And never feel I'm quite enough,
It may not seem like very much
But I'm yours.

I may not have the softest touch.
I may not say the words as such.
I know I don't fit in that much
But I'm yours.


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BOOK LIST /to-reads.

01. The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath.
02. I Heart You, You Haunt Me by Lisa Schroeder.
03. Jinx by Margaret Wild.
04. Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson.
05. Impulse by Ellen Hopkins.
06. The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini.
07. Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palahniuk.
08. The Virgin Suicides by Jeffrey Eugenides.
09. Lolita by Vladimir Nobokov.
10. Coraline by Neil Gaiman.
11. The Gashlycrumb Tinies by Edward Gorey.
12. Memoirs Of A Geisha by Arthur Golden.
13. About A Boy by Nick Hornby.
14. To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee.
15. Bridget Jones's Diary by Helen Fielding.
16. Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë.
17. Pride And Prejudice by Jane Austen.
18. The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton.
19. Running With Scizzors: A Memoir by Augusten Burroughs.
20. To Sir, With Love by E.R. Braithwaite.
21. Pay It Forward by Robert A. Heinlein.
22. Animal Farm by George Orwell.
23. Are You There Vodka? It's Me, Chelsea by Chelsea Handler.
24. The Zombie Survival Guide: Complete Protection From the Living Dead by Max Brooks.
25. When I Was Five I Killed Myself by Howard Buten.
26. A Note Of Madness by Tabitha Suzuma.
27. Cut by Patricia McCormick.
28. Thirteen Reasons Why by Jay Asher.
29. Go Ask Alice by Anonymous.
30. The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks.
31. Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson.
32. Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer.
33. Lucky by Alice Sebold.
34. The Perfect Match by Jodi Picoult.
35. Keeping Faith by Jodi Picoult.
36. The Book of Lost Things by John Connolly.
37. Peter Pan by J.M. Barrie.
38. A Walk to Remember by Nicholas Sparks.
39. Red Dragon by Thomas Harris.
40. Breakfast At Tiffany's by Truman Capote.
41. Life Of Pi by Yann Martel.
42. Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West by Gregory Maguire.
43. Let the Right One In by John Ajvide Lindqvist.
44. A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess.
45. The Gargoyle by Andrew Davidson.
46. The Astonishing Adventures of Fanboy and Goth Girl by Barry Lyga.
47. Flipped by Wendelin Van Draanen.
48. How the Light Gets In by M.J. Hyland.
49. Hate List by Jennifer Brown.
50. Wildthorn by Jane Eagland.
51. If I Stay by Gayle Forman.
52. World Of Chickens by Nick Earls.
53. Bridget Jones's Diary by Helen Fielding.

PS, this will continue to grow and the un-bold writing are the books crossed off.

Tonight I came to the conclusion,

that someone out there thinks I have impeccable taste so fuck you.

I

don't post anything other than pictures or lyrics on here usually.

Now talking's just a waste of breath
and living's just a waste of death.

fuuu

cccck you.

-

You

I had a dream last night that things weren't back to normal but they were looking up and I woke up and couldn't stop crying because it was only a dream and you don't really care even though you said you really did and if you did you'd try and you should know that because I told you almost everything there was to tell and you said I mattered but if I mattered even though it's me giving you space wouldn't you still try at least to make sure I'm okay because I did for you when you were giving me space and I'm not okay and I need you and once you said you needed me and you once promised it'd be okay and it's not and I hate this so much and you're not even trying and I am losing my fucking mind.

The lovely bones.

Take deep breaths and hold them. Try to stay still for longer and longer periods of time. Make yourself small and like a stone. Curl the edges of yourself up and fold them under where no one can see.

Excuse me-

while I go and marry Audrey Kawasaki.

Feels like I'm falling in love alone.

This is my future bedroom.

I WANT THIS TATTOO

- but better aha.



/(L)_______(L)

Breathe in deep

and say goodbye.







/falls off face of the earth.
I'm going to go read and ignore the pile of homework waiting to be done.
The Lovely Bones came in the mail this morning, (L)_(L)

My ashtray heart.

I tore the muscle from your chest,
and used it to stub out cigarettes.
I listened to your screams of pleasure,
and I watched the bed sheets turn blood red.



Today was okay. I'm tired.

20 things about me.

01. I'm right handed.
02. I sleep on the left side of the bed.
03. I collect postcards and bus tickets.
04. I listen to the same bands I listened to in year 7.
05. I read a lot.
06. I draw and paint, and it's probably the only thing I'm actually talented at.
07. I haven't played team sport voluntarily since year 3.
08. I have caps on my front two teeth.
09. I shaved my head for cancer in year 5.
10. My hair's naturally curly.
11. I don't like being in big groups.
12. I write in a diary every night before I go to bed.
13. I'm always hungry.
14. I got my loveheart earrings in 2007 when my nan died, and I've never taken them out.
15. I've only grown a few centimeters since year 7.
16. I text message too much and almost always go over my cap.
17. My room's barely ever clean.
18. I don't have many people I consider close friends anymore.
19. I over-analyse things far too much.
20. If I could live off coffee and vegemite toast, I would.

I don't like self-reflection.

Hello helicopter,

are you here to stay?




Today I have done alot of art homework. I've done 6/8 drawings for a school project, and once I've finished drawing them I'll be painting them U_U. I want to switch off everything. I don't want to care anymore. For once I'd like someone else to care about me as much as I care about them. I want to disappear.

This time baby, I'll be bulletproof.

"I think about how there are certain people who come into your life, and leave a mark. And I don't just mean that they change you. A lot of people can change you -- the first kid who called you a name, the first teacher who said you were smart, the first person who crowned you best friend. It's the change you remember, the firsts and what they meant, not really the people. I'm talking about the ones who, for whatever reason, are as much a part of you as your own soul. Their place in your heart is tender; a bruise of longing, a pulse of unfinished business. Just hearing their names pushes and pulls at you in a hundred ways, and when you try to define those hundred ways, describe them even to yourself, words are useless. If you had a lifetime to talk, there would still be things left unsaid."

I feel like reading. I have three books on their way that I recently purchased off ebay. I love that website so much n_n Today has been pretty boring. I've been meaning to do some homework, and I started writing this and had something I was actually planning on writing, but I've forgotten. I'm getting a headache and I've been eating tea sweeteners all afternoon. Goodbye.

Forever is over.

This isn't my first blog, but I've deleted the old ones to help me forget. Today has been okay. Second day back at school, it's still shit- no surprises there though, of course. I think it'll get better though, I'm doing well in textiles home economics already ^-^