if you cut me and i don't bleed. i'm sorry. i didn't mean to, you know? i'm sorry. I'm still me below the bruises and scorn. trust me. you have no reason to but if you don't then you won't ever know or find it or understand but i doubt you'd even mind it. i'm sorry. for my mistakes and my success, for everything. i'll tie it up. wind it all up inside. into a small ball. each thread that's been dipped into the mixer. all so fragile. i'll tie them up and they won't bother you again. i'll it inside. i'll fold myself up and tidy it all away. all the mess and messed up madness i've made. all of it. i'll make it better. i promise. i'm sorry. i used to know you so well. maybe i never knew you at all. i think i'll find myself lost in my own home's sordid sanctuary. but what do i know? when the world itself disagrees with my existence, where should i go and what, WHAT do i know? take it all away and i'll stay. i can only blame myself and i'm sorry. JUST LEAVE ME ALONE. I CAN'T DO THIS. OKAY?! I'M SORRY.

I hate how quickly time goes by

i went to see my old school from year six and all of my teachers and stuff and it was nice but i sort of felt like crying beacuse everything's changed so much! some change is good but life's running circles around me and it's hard to keep up. but everything hard is worthwhile you know!

love you, really I do

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Isn't everyone so confused with all the blogs people can write on?

...Me neither.

kudos to anyone who's ever done anything.

mmm hmmm

i hear jerusalem bells are ringing...

viva la vida

LOVE

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