I DID IT. I FINISHED MY PRESENTATION. HAHAHAH FUCK YOU UNI.
so this is what it’s like to have a life, eh? you people are strange.
on our walk this morning, mum and I were talking about the songs that were chosen for my half-brothers mums funeral on Friday. there are a couple of nice ones, and mum told me that when she died, we *had* to play God Only Knows by The Beach Boys. I thought about what songs I would play at my funeral… and all I could think was the Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring soundtrack. and...
I want to talk to somebody but I don’t know who
ah who am I kidding you don’t care
my half-brothers mum died this morning. happy travels, Narel.
getting drunk on my own at the uni bar. like a real poet.
jesus christ what a beautiful day
oh fuck off. just because a person happens to be a white, heterosexual male doesn’t mean he doesn’t/can’t understand or sympathise with the struggles of the oppressed.
Anonymous asked: Do you know what I want to do? I want to get into some easy pants, an oversized jumper, buy a carton of cigarettes and a bottle of fine liquor, sit out on your balconey and talk about everything and nothing, and anything in between.
Anonymous asked: I have a problem with gender perception and identification; how I see myself and how I want others to see me.