Things From My Childhood That Make Me Slightly Odd.

• When I was little I loved cherry tomatoes until one day I saw my Mum cut one in half and the middle creeped me out so much I didn't eat them again for years.
• The floors of B&Q had weird multi-coloured patterns on them so whenever we had to get DIY stuff, I stepped on the same colours an equal amount on each foot. But without people noticing, crafty.
• If I moved my hand in a certain way I had to repeat it until I did it exactly the same as I did in the first place.
• I always thought that if no part of my body was outside the duvet then nothing could hurt me.
• I used to get mega upset if I thought someone was going to yell at me, even if they weren't.
• Old ladies always tried to touch my hair, as though they'd never seen long hair before.
• If I didn't know the answer to a question in class I just wrote the letters or numbers so close together that the teacher wouldn't be able to tell whether I'd got it right or not.
• I always thought that ketchup and baked beans were overrated.
• One time when I had cut myself just before having a bath, not long after hearing that sharks could smell blood from really far away, I keep thinking that a shark would smash up through the end of my bath Jaws-styley and attack me. I kept to the other end of the bath.
• I used to love collecting Pokemon cards but never actually played the Pokemon game.
• I used to have elaborate back stories for all of my toys.

"Fuck off with your sofa units and strine green stripe patterns,

I say never be complete, I say stop being perfect, I say let... lets evolve, let the chips fall where they may."

Happy things.

• Hugs for no reason.
• Parks in the rain.
• Kids TV/toys from the 90's.
• Affectionate animals.
• Brothers.
• Accents.
• Presents.
• Not having to go to work.
• Pay day.
• Tea.
• Spray paints.
• Making nails/hair look pretty.
• It boxes/quiz machines.
• Red.
• Random days that turn out to be awesome.
• "You're a -whatever they said-" and "so's your face" jokes.
• Ye olde english.
• Letters.
• Animation.
• Shopping.

"I start to feel like I can’t maintain the facade any longer,

that I may just start to show through. And I wish I knew what was wrong. Maybe something about how stupid my whole life is. I don’t know. Why does the rest of the world put up with the hypocrisy, the need to put a happy face on sorrow, the need to keep on keeping on?... I don’t know the answer, I know only that I can’t. I don't want any more vicissitudes, I don't want any more of this try, try again stuff. I just want out. I’ve had it. I am so tired."

"Oh my word! are we back to the crunch?

Here we fucking go, the crunch this the crunch that, why are you so obsessed with the crunch?!"


Things that bug me.


• Unnecessary quotation marks, it just makes everything sound like a lie, examples here.
• People who judge me for going to McDonalds, because you know what? I like it.
• People speaking in a language I don't understand while looking at me, it make me nervous, as does waiting to be told my till variance at the end of the day at work.
• People that complain about queues when they decide to shop for cards the week before christmas in a mega cheap card shop on their lunch break, as though no one else will be there.
• Colour v color, why have a different spelling? Also, K v C, Krispy Kremes etc and when people suddenly change the spelling of their names from ending with a y to ending in ie. I just don't get it.
• People who decide it's fine to take what they want from you but then just treat you as an acquaintance that they don't talk to about anything relevant, unless you make them/ask them outright.
• Not being excited about christmas.
• Awkward silences.
• Pressure and responsibility, I'm clumsy and a bit rubbish at important things so it doesn't usually go well.
• My hair, also that hats hardly ever look good on me.

I ::Heart:: Drawing In Biro .

Chuck.

+ I want to find something else, unknowable, some place to be that's not on the map. A real adventure. A spinx. A mystery. A blank. Unknown. Undefined.

"People don't want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas.

Their distractions. Their stories resolved. Their messes cleaned up. Because what would they have left?"


People want to be angry. Well, people want something to be angry at. So many of us would walk around all day, furious at the world but alot of us don't really have a reason to be so angry.
So you go mad at the slightest thing, the most irrelevant little things. I guess everyone needs to be angry sometimes, but what if those tiny annoyances weren't there anymore?
Would it make you any happier?
It seems to me that no matter how hard any of us try, sometimes its hopeless.
Sometimes all you can do is be the something