- I am your tall, dark stranger
- I want to be safe and happy
- I wish I could afford to buy the latest Apple kit
- I hate it when people that I love leave. Oh yes, and I hate the bunch of devious fuckers who rule us but most especially The Gobblin' King
- I love both myself and blogging too much
- I miss those happy times that I carry in my head, even when I know that they were actually far from perfect and, already, my best friend who left this morning
- I fear my affinity for alcohol
- I hear the criticisms I level at myself
- I wonder when I shall feel grown-up
- I regret trusting certain people
- I am not one to suffer fools gladly
- I dance in a highly adrogenous manner and always alone
- I sing when I am down
- I cry at sad and triumphant films, for lost loves, when people are kind to me, and at the violin notes in Before
- I am not always in the mood for being entertaining
- I make with my hands the shapes of angels
- I write because I do it more elegantly and articulately than I speak
- I confuse those who don't get my slightly twisted sense of humour
- I need to fucking well get on with my paperwork and my life
- I should stop dithering and make the decisions that I know that I need to
- I start very well, but need to be bullied into continuing
- I finish when the sun comes up
Anyone else who wants a go, feel free.
3 comments:
I wonder when I'll feel "grown up" as well. Seems like it should be anytime now... but I guess you probably never really do.
Maybe kids brings that along :o)
Nice meme. I tagged myself. I am the self-tagging type.
Oh all right then. It's not a bad one.
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