I have inky fingers; it's nice. When I lie on my front, on my elbows, my ears hear poorly, and when I stand, from this position, I get the worst kind of headache.
I'm watching a film called Benny and Joon, with Johnny Depp in. It reminds me a little of What's Eating Gilbert Grape, but maybe that's just because of the mental health overtones.
I can smell steak, and I want to walk by the canal, and never worry about whether I'm normal or not. I want somebody to love me again, I want not to like the boy that I like. I want a job that I enjoy and I want a good degree.
I want a tattoo of a semicolon.
I like finding pictures on weheartit.com and saving them. Some of them are really lovely.
Fantasy isn't good enough.
I want my best friend.
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