A meander through the twists and turns of my life, detailing my moods and feelings and events as and when they happen. Sometimes moody, sometimes mad, always mystifying (to me at least)...Read on and enjoy.
Pete is either not speaking to me or his phone is broken. I'm trying to keep an open mind and not jump to conclusions, but I can't help thinking the worst and feeling that I've taken him for granted one time too many. I feel lost. Empty. Numb. There aren't words to describe it. I'm terrified of losing him, but I think I already have. So I'm going to sit and be miserable and eat pringles until I die of pringle overdose. I'm in a destructive mood.
There's nothing to tell that wouldn't be a lie, No description to give that would give you a clue, A changeable storm, Or a treacherous sea, As cold as the tundra, Or warm as sunlight, A drifting, roaming spirit, A willo the wisp, Sweet and bitter, high and low, bright and dark and free.
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