for that one moment

i always find it weird that people can completely hate someone.
i think it's impossible to sincerely and completely hate someone, especially if you calm down and think for a little while.
we could all do with a little less hate around, don't you think?


Mia's enjoying herself in London. This lucky girl gets to see horses, and she doesn't even like horses as much as i do. And she gets to explore the house and backyard and look for foxes and watch the sun set at 10.30pm and be at the heart of the Harry Potter action and tend the garden and buy hot donuts from friendly shopkeepers and play lawn cricket and skip PA back here. =D if you're reading this, don't forget to write your article for the ridge. =] hey Mia, have you caught your glorious sunrise yet?

i wonder what it feels like to be in the eye of a hurricane.
if a hurricane should strike, perhaps that's the safest place to be.

Do pardon the incoherence of this post. i'm just typing what comes outta my head without any structure.

It's past 12am now and i'm on the com cos i miss my music.

"and if all the world were perfect i would only ever wanna see your scars."
Darren Hayes-So Beautiful

Good day to you.

It's just goodnight and not goodbye.

That sounds like the end to the post doesn't it? I guess i don't feel like going off yet though.

I'd told them both i'd write them a story. I told them i'd write them a story about themselves. They're very different people, but their stories are the same. Maybe we're all connected by the same story, except that it won't be just a story, it will be an epic, with every character affecting everyone else. Maybe we're just part of a big plot. After all, we're each looking at the same sunset, you from your window and i from the shore.

Things aren't as complicated as they seem sometimes.