Me: . Is the indie kid without the indie pretentiousness.
I'm the Aussie wannabe that tries too hard.
Loves medicine and believes that it is a vocation, but is still ridiculously excited at the prospect of having a Real Job. Christian. Loves books and philosophical discussions conducted too late at night. Loves soft morning light and dusk. Obsessed with indie blogs, photography, knitting, music, 50s fashion and cats. Collects bird-themed brooches, expensive stationery and red lipstick. Dislikes cringe moments, raisins and being cold.
Hello.
Sunday, September 18, 2011 @ 5:41 pm |
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Last night sleeps in my memory Sun light soaks in And I'm trying to find the way to break I'm going soon
If you see me tangled in shackles and chains made of pearls Could you remind me that you're dreaming of me If you see me tumbling over the edge of the world Could you remind me just how, just how you love me
I'm tracing the lines of these broken pieces of mine One step forward and two more steps to the end
If you see me tangled in shackles and chains made of pearls Could you remind me that you're dreaming of me If you see me tumbling over the edge of the world Could you remind me just how, just how you love me