Fish?

I think I've caught a new one.
And so far,
I'm loving it.


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De Vere

I realise it's been a ridiculously long time
Since I blogged on here...
But since nobody really reads it
I figured it didn't really matter so much.


I'm presently in a hotel in Sydney
With Stace whom I love very much
And we're taking a little holiday from real.


What I actually want to talk about
Is somewhat of a triangle that unfolded itself today
I laughed at first
But then I realised it could also be really bad.
(Although it's not yet, so I will continue to laugh.)


There are these two boys I know,
Let us call them
Herp and Derp.
Even though they actually have better names.
Also it's going to confuse me because neither of those names are related to them
Whatsoever.
Anyway.
So I met Herp some time ago but we barely spoke.
Derp and I have been talking heaps lately.
They're both lovely, don't get me wrong.
Today I spent time with both of them,
And whilst I was pretty sure already that Derp liked me
It was only today that I realised
I kind of like Herp.


BUT.
Here's the twist.


DERP HATES HERP.


(This is looking so stupid, lol)


SO yeah.


We'll see how this geometric project comes along, I suppose.


S'ploops!


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Fiend

You're a liar.
You're a liar.
You're a fucking liar
And I'm going to expose you.


Buckle
Up.


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I just thought that you all should know
That after going from this

To this

I have spent a mere $397
On servicing, repairs, etc...
Sure, I've spent $2700 on petrol
But that doesn't count.
I fucking love this car.
18,000km...
$397.


What
Could
Possibly
Go
Wrong?


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NV

A momentary lapse.
Foot hits the floor.
The needle jumps.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5.
Then back,
3, 4, 5.
113.
It could be
That pole
That car
That tree.
What stops it?


Don't
Hurt
The
Car.


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Lol

So it seems
We're all lonely
Probably because
We're all apart.


Fuck it.


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Fish

I have joined the ranks of Tumblr!
http://wolfiekun.tumblr.com
For those of you who read this.


I'll be here still
But I think Tumblr is easier
Especially for posting little things.


On another note
I've managed to suck it up
Just enough
That I am for the most part
Calm and content.


Things are okay
And days are passing
It'll all work out
In
The
End.


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Snowfairygodmother

Tonight was awesome
This is why I love my friends.
It was easy
I was happy
None of this fake shit
I really was smiling. 
I say that like it's rare
I know it isn't
But it's been more difficult
Of late. 
My room smells
Of a beautiful sweet soap
I can't wait to gift. 
It smells like raspberries
Or something
And if I'm lucky
It might just become 
One of those sort of weird
Things that gives me comfort.


I don't care how many
Gay fish
Are in the sea
I
Want
This
One. 


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Bang

Brave face
Chin up. 

We'll
Be
Okay

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(I need a Tumblr for this shit.)

Easy A

I haven't done this in awhile.
But this song has been around a lot lately.


Good Life - OneRepublic


Woke up in London yesterday
Found myself in the city near Piccadilly
Don't really know how I got here
I got some pictures on my phone


New names and numbers that I don't know
Addresses to places like Abbey Road
Day turns to night, night turns to whatever we want
We're young enough to say


Oh, this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life, good life


I say, "Oh, got this feeling that you can't fight"
Like this city is on fire tonight
This could really be a good life, a good, good life


To my friends in New York, I say hello
My friends in L.A. they don't know
Where we've been for the past few years or so
Paris to China to Colorado


Sometimes there's airplanes I can' t jump out
Sometimes there's bullshit that don't work now
We all got our stories, but please tell me
What there is to complain about


When you're happy like a fool, let it take you over
When everything is out you gotta take it in


Oh, this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life, good life


I say, oh, got this feeling that you can't fight
Like this city is on fire tonight
This could really be a good life, a good, good life
Oh, a good, good life, yeah


Hopelessly
I feel like there might be something that I'll miss
Hopelessly
I feel like the window closes oh so quick
Hopelessly
I'm taking a mental picture of you now
'Cause hopelessly
The hope is we have so much to feel good about


Oh, this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life, good life


I say, "Oh, got this feeling that you can't fight"
Like this city is on fire tonight
This could really be a good life, a good, good life
Oh yeah, good, good life, good life, oh, this is


To my friends in New York, I say hello
My friends in L.A. they don't know
Where I've been for the past few years or so
Paris to China to Colorado


Sometimes there's airplanes I can' t jump out
Sometimes there's bullshit that don't work now
We all got our stories but please tell me
What there is to complain about


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EF

Whilst I'm aware it is after midnight
And therefore technically Friday
I'm still counting it as the end of the 13th.


It shocks me to think it has been a whole year.
It's been one hell of a year
And I mean that rather literally.


Ups
Downs
Highs
Lows
Smashes
Crashes
Mad dashes 
Across the countryside. 
Some things have changed
Some have not.
Some things have moved
Whilst others have remained.


I don't know whether I'm any better for it
But it's done and dusted
There's nothing I can do about it now
But move ahead.


Something that has done quite a lot
Of ahead-moving
Is my dearest Fairmont.
I know..
I crap on about it all the time..
But I think it's important.


My latest conclusion RE: the Fairmont
Is that he is acting as a substitute boyfriend.
Evidence:
I spend a lot of time inside him
(Sorry..couldn't resist.) 
I spend a lot of money on him
And I wake up each day
Happy to know I'll be spending time with him.
Sure,
Maybe I'm insane. 
But after nearly 4 months
He's caused me very little trouble
And we still fit together very well.
He doesn't argue with me.
He (usually) does what I want.
If he wants something
He tells me.
It's approaching the realms of a perfect relationship.


However.
Whilst I love my car dearly
There is obviously nothing
That replaces actual human contact.
And that is clearly the area
In which I am struggling
And lacking.
I need affection.
I need more of it.
I need it from someone I can return it to.
So underneath my veil of car-love
I'm still the same.


Single.
Desperate.
Silly. 


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Are We Listening

I love to say
"I told you so,"
But it doesn't do anyone any good
So I refrain.
In fact
I am just waiting for someone to say it right back to me.


My Season 4 DVD's are missing from their place.


I wonder today
Who else is thinking
About a day that happened not so long ago
For me it meant little
My day comes next Thursday.
Happily I can say
I no longer dwell
But stupidly I keep
Small reminders around


Bits of paper.


"$40.87
17/01/10 21:34"


"Coles Express
Bexley 2207
Shell Autogas Pump 02 23.44L 59.9c/L $14.04
Unleaded Pump 06 41.63L 124.9c/L $51.99
18/01/10 21:45"


You get the point.
There are more but they are hidden.
And I am the stupid one who cannot let them go.
No longer can I say "fuck you"
Because I'm the only one who still cares.


I need to stop complaining
I need to stop seeking attention
I need to stop thinking that they notice
I need to stop trying to be good enough for them


After all,
It doesn't really matter.


We
make,
We
break.


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oneoneoneone.

Just a couple of things that made me laugh today. 

One of my favourite things about showering

Is that my arms look really nice and tanned

Compared with the rest of me

Which incidentally is rather white.

Also in the shower

For some reason

I was thinking about how a few years ago

I would picture myself married to certain friends

And wonder if it would ever work.

I remember thinking of Stacey

And it was something like

"Yeah..Stacey.

We could be married.

We both like lasagne.

At least we could eat the same foods."

Yup.

I'm that cool.

Happy

New

Year.

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