Where I voice my melodramatic feelings to a bunch of people that don't know me. Likes...Music. Classic literature. The Virgin Suicides. Polaroid SX70s. Film for Polaroid SX70s. Community Channel. La France et le langue francais. Food. The idea of being skinny. Boys. Girls. Cats. White tea. Chai tea. Cinnamon icecream. A proper
'Sex on the Beach'. Newtown (in Sydney, where I live). Dessert wine. Conversations with drunk people. A charming gentleman named Grace. A goddess named Ebony. Chopin. A boy that is beautiful and will never like me back. 'Purple Haze', 'The Wind Cries Mary' and 'Hey Joe'. Another beautiful boy who will never like me back. With eyelashes the length of my room. Late nights. The XX. The occasional cigarette. Skinny dipping. Roaming around at night. Love. The feel of someone's shoulder beneath your cheek. Cardigans. Vivien Leigh. Weed. Violet. Ancient history. The Perks of Being a Wallflower. Iggy Pop and the Stooges. Not growing up. Being intelligent and knowing it. Sarcasm.
