YouMaySayImADreamer

Wowee. Have not been on here in what feels like years.

I am never here, but always here.

I am the golden snitch that only some know where to look.

I am dead and alive and all flavours of mad.

I am talking utter shit.

I have work tomorow. But I am nocturnal.

I am obese.

I am broke.

I am overweight.

I have bad skin.

I am fat.

I am awkward.

I resemble a giant jelly pudding.

Cheers.

You may not know where to find a lost girl.

Shes only one but many and I is for Ida who drowned in a lake.

e-leutheromania asked: Imogen Imogen
Whatever is the matter?
why did it make you sad?
I love you.
I actually miss you, and perving on your sexy little bum in your jeans ;)
haha
xx

I’ll send you it..

Ahgosh..this week has not been a fantastic one. Jack came up, made me feel happy again, but the second he left, ive just plummeted. 3rd day ive been in bed, lazing around in shit ugly clothes and crying.and blah..far out. :( I complain a little :)

Im Sorry :) I love you too.

and it wont be either sexy or little for long, the amount ive been bingeing :/

xox <3

24th Apr 2011

e-leutheromania asked: <3

:’( Sam..why did i even think ‘hey i should sign in on this tumblr and check things out?’

Today was beginning to look up :’(

10th Mar 2011 | 1 note

e-leutheromania asked: When we are twenty six
Waif with huge hair & too much eyeliner
& an ashtray full of ciggarettes, laying in a giant messed up bed,
the city growling past the window,
How did we get there, andwhat are we doing?

How did we get there, we simply chose to continue living. And things got better. We are smiling, and comfortable with ourselves, giggling about things we’ve done, things we’ll do and laugh at all the little things that make life worth living. x