to the people who used to know me

to the people who i used to inspire. to the people who used to look at me and think; “this crazy girl says she’s going to save the world, and i think she might just be right”. to the people who are wondering where the twinkle they used to see has gone. to the people who used to feel so impressed at all my involvement that it made them want to be involved too. to the people who laughed at what a tree-hugging hippie they thought i was. to the people who said “i want to know you in 10 years time”. to the people who used to be jealous of my direction, and determination to get there. to the people who thought i was different, and not just another typical university student, living a typically selfish and indulged university life. to the people who thought that it was cool that i wasn't trying to find myself, because i seemed to know exactly who i was. to the people who saw my potential, and weren’t worried about whether i’d see it too. to the people who said; “you are something special. and i’m glad you’re around. because you have a purpose, and you’re going to make the world a better place, you know you can.”

don’t give up on me. please.

i’m trying to get back to being that person again.

every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end

a winter melody she plays

beautiful music, grey rainy day and mood, messy head, too much meaning too little understanding, too much should do can't do want to do,
can't breathe.

"Her life was a slow realization that the world was not for her, and that for whatever reason, she would never be happy and honest at the same time. She felt as if she were brimming, always producing and hoarding more love inside her. But there was no release. table, ivory elephant charm, rainbow, onion, hairdo, violence, melodrama, honey…None of it moved her. She addressed the world honestly, searching for something deserving of the volumes of love she knew she had within her, but to each she would have to say, I don’t love you."

- Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated

song for the end of every day last week [please not this one too]

Great Escape

Bad day, looking for a way home
Looking for the great escape.
Gets in his car and drives away
Far from all the things that we are
Puts on a smile and breathes it in and breathes it out
He says bye-bye, bye to all of the noise
Oh he says bye-bye bye to all of the noise

Hey child, things are looking down,
That's okay you don't need to win anyways.
Don't be afraid just eat up all the grey
and it will fade away
Don't let yourself fall down

Bad day, looking for the great escape
He says bad day, looking for the great escape
On a bad day, looking for the great escape
Great escape

- Patrick Watson

the 17th of august

to the two most important women ever to have graced my life;

happy birthday.



i could not have asked for more courageous, inspirational, strong and beautiful women to lead me into this life. i only hope i can be someone near as incredible as the two of you are, and have told me i can be.

i love you.