He talks about finance a lot and he’s mildly obsessed with environmental policy. He gets rowdy when he’s drunk and then passes out on the floor. He sleeps spread-eagled, hand on heart and all over the bed so that I get no space. This thing between us, I don’t know what it’s future will be [...]
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i think you need to stop following misery’s lead
Posted in cheer up emo kid!, half-way happy posts, scary and damaged on April 13, 2009 | 4 Comments »
“So who broke your heart?,” he asked.
“What?”
“He sure did a number on you.”
I was left speechless for a while. How do you tell a stranger the story of your scars when you don’t fully understand them yourself?
The thing is, after all this time, it’s no longer about him. I am reluctant to talk about it [...]
tonight’s the night the world begins again
Posted in half-way happy posts, the future freaks me out on January 4, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Here’s what I want from the new year.
I want to be happy. Not a happiness borne out of having everything in your life be perfect but a happiness that is hard-won and all my own. I want to be happy despite everything not being perfect, despite the painful bits, the unanswered questions, the neverending heartache. [...]
i know this much is true
Posted in goodbye melbourne, half-way happy posts, other people's words on December 24, 2008 | 7 Comments »
I’m not a naturally optimistic person. For me, the glass is half-empty, the silver lining looks more like lead and if this is the best of all possible worlds, I don’t see how that’s a good thing. So yeah, really, I’m great to hang out with. =)
But I flew to Adelaide lately, by myself, and [...]
wooohoooo
Posted in goodbye melbourne, half-way happy posts, wtf posts on December 11, 2008 | 6 Comments »
I PASSED EVERYTHING! I’M GOING TO GRADUATE!
Now to decide what I want to do with my life….
and the four right chords could make me cry
Posted in half-way happy posts, musings on December 9, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Riding a bus through the outskirts of Salzburg, I remember watching the tiny villages with the stone walls and boxed hedges pass by in a blur and the thought struck me that there are hundreds of places in the world in which to disappear. The idea hung in my mind, glittering like a cursed diamond, [...]
through the rain to the devil’s feet
Posted in half-way happy posts, musings, on being a bookbitch on November 30, 2008 | 3 Comments »
Bookshops are magical places.
A teenage boy stutters as he tries to explain to his professor father what the genre term ‘gay fiction’ involves and why he is browsing so near it. His father looks mystified at the sci-fi and graphic novel titles and wonders out loud what Buddha has to do with the comic industry. [...]
dreamings
Posted in half-way happy posts, musings on November 23, 2008 | 2 Comments »
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Off the top of my head, an ever-growing list.
Things to do before I die. Or: Because climbing Mt. Everest is sooo yesterday.
1. Go to art school.
2. Get published.
3. Give birth.
4. Live in Istanbul.
5. Survive a really dangerous situation.
6. Teach high school English.
7. Date a poet.
8. Make something really big.
9. Wear a tuxedo.
10. Find [...]
