March 2012
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March 2012.
I have decided that as tomorrow is a new month and the first month of Autumn I am going to try to take a photo, find a phrase or write something that made me happy each day.
That seems like a nice idea doesn’t it?
I have this really silly, vicious cycle that usual comes around in 2, 3 or 6 month bouts. It starts off with me being fine and dandy like cotton candy and the world is my oyster...
School: 2+2=4
Homework: 2+4+2=8
Exam: Iqbal has 4 apples, his train is 7 minutes early, calculate the mass of the sun.
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If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from...
– Extract of Virginia Woolf’s suicide note (via funeral)