Saturday, December 26, 2009

If only

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life came with this button.
As much as you want me to, I am not done with you.
I still want to be under the rain.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

What is love?

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The most lovely shoot I've ever done, you can actually smell it.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Hey Andrew.

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It's going to be that time of the year again. Your birthday, followed by a string of random/intoxicating events. It's different this year, well it was different last year. It's going to be different next year too.

A lot has happened to me in the last few. Some good, mostly otherwise. But I don't want to talk about that. I was going through some old files that day and I found this text file that I wrote while I was on the phone with my mum almost 2 years ago. She was on the way to the hospital. It was just plainly stuff that I'd wanted talk to you about, there were stuff about girls, your Melbourne Uni application and whether Prison Break was only written for only 1 season, above a bunch of other things.

All trivial, nothing life changing.

Yes I still do feel this way, I still think about you and yes, I still wanna talk about those things. I miss you, pure and simple. I will be back on Friday because I have and will never miss your birthday.

Sunday, December 06, 2009