mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.
mine is you.
when you lift your eyes
when you look straight ahead
when you try to speak my
heart moves with you.
bio
i like fridays, rainy days, proud cats, black & white photographs, children's books, short stories and movies that most people would never see. Music serves me
justice on sad days (Adele, The Kooks, Mumford & Sons are gems) and genuine smiles are a must-have.
you have good brains, steady pocket money, no dire family situation to speak of, can afford to go to the gym, go shopping every single freaking week- YOU don't have to worry about how your parents would afford to pay the bills, whether we'll be surviving without electricity for the next two days, whether there'll be a day when your parents get hauled off to court, how much you have to skimp and save your pocket money that's supposed to last you one week but is sustaining you for 2 months. i'm sorry for not seeming sympathetic to your bemoaning that you seem to feel excluded when clearly it's all in your head.
and i don't appreciate you dissing the rest of us during your permanent moods of envy. we got in fair and square.
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i was trying to calculate my cap score in a worse case scenario basis and it's not a pretty picture.