PREDICTABLY PREDICTABLE

HI HI!
Just a quick catch-up with these predictably perfect Tristan Blair Samantha Wedges as a backdrop - Rumi's, not mine.

Actually I don't feel like talking. I recently celebrated my 22nd and I feel like I've outgrown this space so will probably be moving virtual households soon. More on that note another day, and possibly in another space.

To conclude, as if you couldn't tell by the difference in photo quality, these are some of MY favourite things right now...just so I don't leave feeling guilty about just copy and paste blogging.

Have a great day! x

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SYMPHONY OF DESTRUCTION

One of my first purchases for the year, surprisingly from Forever 21.

There is a thin, tainted film of something lining the back of my tongue, and I've tried every drink in the cabinet trying to get rid of it. I don't even remember the last time I got a cold or got seriously sick. As a result, I've spent the majority of the day lying across various pieces of furniture. Haven't showered, haven't brushed my teeth. AND, my period - if I decide it's not a better idea to just get pregnant - should be arriving exactly on my birthday in a couple days. 

2011? Just. Ew.

Anyways, Domino is about to start on TV. Time to do some more lying around.  

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IT IS WRITTEN

And I love her.
Always have, always will.
Okay - I'll make it official. Kesh is my 2011 muse.

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How's your year going so far? Did you sit on the freezing sidewalk in a poofy black skirt and howl in desperation at the moon?
Damn, so did I.

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