I filled a vase with yellow flowers. I replaced the laces in my oxfords with ribbons.I pottered around foolishy.
I avoided the kitchen.I don't like to eat, i live on a diet of ice cold lemon juice and traces of food. I wear dresses that hang loose. My hair is long, perhaps too long.My nail varnish is chipping away.My hands are always cold. I have friends that i love dearly, and friends that i hate. I steer away from confrontations, i love to paint, to draw and sketch. I love to dance. I enjoy walking barefoot in the summer tall grass. I like to accompany friends on journeys in the night, so that i can look out of the window at the whirling street lights. I dislike those who notice i keep loosing weight, i dislike those who do not notice. I can never make a decision. I like conversations that have not purpose. i enjoy deep conversations. I have small hands. I play the piano. I still make wishes. I dream too much, i feel too much. I love to read poetry. I still in believe in making daisy chain necklaces. I am in love. I enjoy watching the mist envolpe my surroundings. I like the morning dew that sparkles in the winter. I enjoy simple things, i marvel at the complex things.


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