How I always feel at home. I have ate so much food, just perpetually snacked. I don't know how to get the train tickets either. Argh. I'll sort them out tomorrow I think.
I am watching Judi Dench be utterly inspirational. I wish I was that good. Well, the more I watch excellence, the more I shall be able to attain ultimately.
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I would like to have these looks.
Misanthropic promulgations.
Casati.
I would like to have these looks.
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- Eating so far.
- Ho Hum.
- Goneril
- Fat fat fat.
- Old lady on a bus.
- Bird again.
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- To regard others on one's own level is to respect ...
- Metamorphosis
- Too much, too much.
- Dogville.
- Angry today.
- My pale beauty.
- I am so very easy.
- Dream a little dream of me.
- Gurning and yearning.
- My essay is complete, referenced and I'm checking it.
- Essay is a quarter done; the rest looks like it wo...
- Goneril; A serpent's tooth of a child.
- I have started counting again.
- Darling.
- Calories I almost forgot.
- Oh, hard times, come again no more.
- Overeating again. Oh damn.
- Oh skinny love.
- It is I who is the dumpy one now dear.
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- I want to be bold, vibrant, quietly powerful. I write bad poetry. I like to laugh at people. I don't suppose this blog will be too popular. I'd like to be a different person each day to see how their life works out.
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