ignore what she says and just listen to her voice. ah-mazing.
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the week that was.
There was a lot of sadness; a lot of crying.
A lot of heavy sighs and a lot of talking and a lot of wishing and a lot of thinking and a lot of wondering and a lot of hurting.
I lost a family member, and I felt like I’d lost my mind for a minute there as well.
I spent most of the week missing Elli, and my parents, and that feeling I’d had of bliss. It disappeared, and that scared me (just as it always does).
But, life goes on.
And it’s full of surprises, you know? There’s a handful of other things thrown in there, too. Regret and disappointment and shock and laughter and wonder and jealousy and deceit and people can be really, really cruel. But of course they can be lovely, as well. And that was something I learnt this week (well, not learnt, because I already knew that…it was re-iterated).
I struck up a friendship with an incredible human being. She is lovely and kind and we have a ridiculous amount in common. I’d been massively let down by people I thought cared about me, and I was feeling pretty miserable, and sort of like I was in highschool again, and then all of a sudden, Katy appeared.
I go through phases (and I know I’m not alone in this) of thinking that I’m worthless, or difficult to love; difficult to be friends with, even. And I fall into this dark place.
But it never lasts for very long, because there are wonderful people in the world - people like Katy.
okay, seriously.
this is just…wow.
The Stellar Sisters - Lennon and Maisy (they are 12 and 8. i know, amazing right?)
I Won’t Give Up by Jason Mraz.
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I’ve written almost 80,000 words in the last week.
No wonder I’m so tired.
"In her head, April was thinking, Oh, man. He is so gorgeous. This beer is disgusting, though. It tastes like foot. I wonder if he likes me. Maybe I can convince him to break up with his girlfriend. He isn’t that much older than me – I’m practically 18, so that’s only three years. Hardly anything. I wonder if he thinks I’m pretty … probably not. I really don’t want any more beer, but if I stop drinking he might walk away and then I’ll have to talk to Pete about what I’m going to study next year at uni and if I like being back in Melbourne and what my favourite things to do are and if I’ve been to any good concerts lately. I hate it how old people say ‘concerts,’ it’s so stupid. Oh, Nick’s handing me the beer. Maybe I could turn around so he can’t see me and pinch my nose so I don’t have to taste how disgusting it is."
The Story of Ed & Lou
singing and dancing along to the little stevies. i think michael is quite enjoying the impromptu performance.
