Tuesday, 30 September 2008

When he touched me I came,
when he feels me I shiver.
And when he holds me,
I push him away.

The autumn is out,
rolls its leaves into the soil.
Soiled pants .
Bathroom walls.

We travelled and I knew it then,
our love was not to stay.
Waiting games give it all away,
photographs bring shame to time.


silly girls can write poetry too.

Wednesday, 24 September 2008

school stress

when life gives you lemons, binge on whipped cream.

or admire morandi.


Saturday, 20 September 2008


15, british and living in shanghai ive always wanted a philosophy, but my teenage ignorance gets in the way.
i dont know what i should say, other than i am probably a lambant enigma of my former self.


Mouse tales

My photo
"if i was me i wouldn't either."