Impossible Wishes.
A little place to store all the big thoughts that my little mind finds difficult to store. Sometimes I think too much. Sometimes people know far too much about my life. This is probably why.
Enjoy my complex thinking. x.
Enjoy my complex thinking. x.
Questions?
Life.
I think one of the worst things in life is when people don’t speak- either if they’ve fallen out or they have drifted or some other reason, it actually sucks. I forgot over summer how the socialising kinda haults all of a sudden and people just stop talking. I hated last summer when everyone else went their own ways and stopped talking. In the last week everyone seems to have silenced- except my girlies, and I don’t like it much. Feeling a little lonesome. But I’m looking forward to the forthcoming week with the many plans- Made In Chelsea style BBQ party, Uptown, My eighteenth, pub, uptown clubbing to hopefully pardy with Jamie and Proudlock! Totally game for this.
