i’ve stopped using this as a sort of diary. i don’t know why. perhaps it’s because i’ve lost hope in a lot of things. weird.

anyway,

• i’m spending between now and september to decide if i wanna grow locs. tought decision. hmm.
• i want a penpal.

• i want a man with a beard i can stroke & pet. that’d be nice.

i’ve realised a lot of my thoughts this days are so vulgar. like, proper nasty.
i can’t even tweet half of the stuff. it’s that bad. 

i’m not even catholic but i really wanna go to a confession box thing. i’d like a bit of convo. yeah. that’d be nice.