just say that we agree and then never change
i love my life. i love my friends.
sometimes i miss you
but then i remember what you did to me
but then i remember what i learnt from it all
but then i remember i said screw you, screw you, screw you
and then i remember i don't really miss you at all

have faith in me

this sucks,

no one ever comments
i started uni on monday
it's awesome
i miss my loverrr
i miss my cat
i wish i was thinerrrrrr
i'm eating less and walking more
i feel fatter...

someone please comment
or keep me company
or something...

It grips you
In the dead of night
Again with
Cliches
No room for fear
But like water
In stormy weather it
Seeps
In
No! You cry in horror
A terror erupts
Deep in the
Dark
Wicked faces and twisted
Claws
Like shadows following
You home
A bump in the night
Of the night
To the night
Soon dawns birds will
Sing the world
Into waking
And slowly
You drift to
Peace

drinkdrinkdrink

i'm not particularly fond of alcohol, or weed and ciggarettes, i'd rather drink tea and read a book.

give me love give me love give me love

hold your breath

the sea is stretched
blue creased leather
the water is warm like
the air
the skin
the hair

i remember the smell
the bruises
from the stares
or the stairs
which came first?
a thumping somewhere
someone blows smoke

so sweet and so cold
disappear into the heat
there is something fake about
the buildings
the people
the weather

it's a cliche like
the sweet smell of home
or the longing for familiar
or a feeling you can't describe
speak quietly and
get the sand out
of your clothes
turn into an autumn leaf

it was so lovely
i felt i might fade away
inside the golden of it all
maybe i did
either way something has
changed

Dear Reader,
This is my first poem in a while and of 2010. This year will be amazing, I can feel it. I'm moving to the city (which means getting out of this one horse town) and going to University (which means preparing for my sucessful career). All this I'm doing with the love of my life. It seems like everything is perfect. Although today was very stressful I'm so excited. I'm beginning to forget about everything shit from the past two years and see my family happy, my new/improved friends closer and my life fall into place. I'm thankful I didn't give up, thankful to everyone who helped me (even if they don't know it) and even thankful to the people who hurt me. Without it all I wouldn't be the person I am right now. Sometimes I miss the people I put a lot of faith in, but then I remind myself I just miss the energy I put into them. It's late, and I'm listening to the wind. A little part of me will miss this place (a tiny part!).
Love Alice
x

Luckie St.

I'm becoming increasingly restless. Everything here is so pointless. My life finally starts in Feburary.

Everything and nothing has changed all at once. I'm still head over heels for Brad. I couldn't live without him. My kitten got hit by a car, but he's ok, just a bit shaken. I made some new friends. One really good girl friend. I finally feel like I've got back something I lost a long time ago. She's fun and we can talk for hours. She's not stupid or slutty or hung up on things I find completely irrelevent to my happiness. I love her :)
I'm getting thinner. My hair is way longer. I'm generally having more fun than I used to.
I feel like me again.
I feel again.

Today, Christmas Eve, it seems like the little things count. Like mum buying me tea leaves and putting cherries in a bowl on the table. I can smell food. I'm so happy Brad's presents got here in time for Christmas!

I'm so excited for our family holiday. I'm so excited to start building my life with the love of my life. I'm excited by the future, which never used to be the case.
The hint of alcohol and nicotine keeps us warm inside. So all your fashion sense aware, the sweaters unfold themselves. We are all alone, but we're better off by ourselves. Cause it's time to roll the windows down and feel the cold air all around. We are heading out of town and not a thing can stop us now. Get carried away. Let's think about all the nights on Luckie Street We stayed up till 3 am. With all the gossip and the latest girls


My life feels like a punkpop song sometimes. That makes me happy.

breakfast at tiffany's

i read it again today. sometimes i feel like holly, confused and trying so hard to make it... or just having big dreams.
you know what? i'm sick of everything. i seem to be constantly being punished for something.

i want out.