I am 20 years old and I live in Scotland. I adore all things supernatural.
There's a tune stuck in my head. A swirling amalgamation of words, notes and a sweet melody that begs to be heard. I would sing it aloud, but I fear that I would do it no justice.
Going to the cinema today. Avengers is on the menu. Oh yes..
There is such a release in allowing your voice to be heard. To feel your voice strain as you produce music from within yourself. Everyone can do it. Even the most tone deaf person can produce a tune.
Bruised muscle, clogged nasal passages, numbing headache, scratched bones, paper thin skin. The flu is a bitch..
When it's easier to make decisions in the sims than it is in real life..
Sometimes it makes things easier if you're the one who says sorry first..
My hands want to tear and lash as the walls. My hearts beating too fast, trying to burst out of my ribcage. I just want to be up high. Away from everything just for a moment. One moment.
My arms don't feel connected to my body. My hands don't feel connected to my arms and my fingers, well, I'm surprised they even still work..
My eyes feel dusty as I shake the rust from my brain. It's not Monday morning but it sure feels that way..
I return to college tomorrow. God knows what's in store. The dreaded return of the cluster headaches..
I made a giraffe and a cheetah..
Settled down with some double sided origami paper, about to give myself one last challenge for the day. I wonder what this flimsy little piece of paper will turn into..
Why do we yearn for friendships lost. Because we only remember the good times, as friendships should be remembered..
Just got Opuss and am still trying to figure it out. So far, I like it - a lot. My RP isn't getting the attention that I wish it would. It's a pain, but surely it will pick up soon..