my mind wanders from vocation to vocation
im in the mood for some new sensation
i just really want to be easy and free with someone. i dont want attachment, definetly not an emotional kind because my declaration of independance has been stated. i'm looking forward to bad weekends. i havent read the NME in so long. text in topshop
i need to get a move on into france. i think i'm flying to england. england. london. calling me consistantly since age 3.
i hear a cry and i;m following it. im standing tall. i can see art everywhere and it inspires me. life is awful and at the same time, i;m feelin it more than everrrr.
i need more materials and for more materials i need more money.
i need photopaper and scrapes of fabric, lots of fabric, possibly some felt, some more markers and more tons and acres of paint. canvas. water colour paper! shiny chocolate bar wrappers. everything! i can see it all coming together and tearing apart.
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