December 2010
18 posts
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Darn you Isaac Newton.
It hurts; it makes me sick; but most of all it makes me want to run away to the mountains with my guitar and my beloved notebooks. Incredibly mature, I realise.
If I climb to the sky, you’re there!
If I go underground, you’re there!
If I flew on morning’s wings
to the far western horizon,
You’d find me in a minute—
you’re already there waiting!
Then I said to myself, “Oh, he even sees me in...
sleepingsideways asked: Hey there eventhelionwept...I have a funny feeling that I actually know you or have met you in real life and it's bugging me to bits haha, I may be totally wrong but adelaide is a relatively small place right? Ps I hoping that this doesn't come across as stalkerish...there's just a familiarity about you (well, your tumblr) that I just had to ask about. Maybe it's just one of...
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EQ.
I was roused from my heavy slumber by a piercing ray of light. Way too much light for me to be sleeping in my own room. I stretch my arms out and my fingers brush across a blanket. A woolen, knitted blanket. This is definitely not home. I lie still for a few minutes, cherishing the tranquility of the moment. “Hey!” My eyes pop open and the best person in the world Jodes is standing...
November 2010
9 posts
