this summer i:

_camped at the beach
_kissed and cuddled someone i adore at the top of a cliff
_watched falling stars
_had a dive into the sea in the middle of the night
_kissed and cuddled an irishman without knowing his name
_made plans for next summer
_learnt how to make delicious caipirinhas
_met the most beautiful girl who made me love myself more
_became closer to my best friend
_fell in love with nicola’s packs of sugar
_learnt romantic words in french
_went to beach parties in italy with *pie* and woke up with a swollen eye
_spent 88% of the time in my bikini
_thought about *him* and realised that the world never really stopped moving, even when it felt otherwise

sometimes when i play that old six-string, i think about you and wonder what went wrong

it's obvious you never intended to call. i really don't understand why you have to make things awkward. all along you just had to spit whatever you felt, even if it was ugly or inadequate. whatever it was, it would have been so much more meaningful than this big balloon of lies and shit. i don't regret even a little giving you all my love and interest, i really thought from the first minute i saw you that you were magical and that you would be the one. but i was wrong. and that's rather sad, but beautiful. and it's all right too

for the first time in two months, i felt loved today. i have been so obsessed with why you broke my heart, that i almost forgot about that brand new everything that starts where you end

he loves science. she loves magic

i cannot wait forever for someone who never comes

one night, freddy and i slept together and the morning afterwards he dressed up like a sailor

after thirty months i can finally look back and feel happy with everything we had

i love watching the world wake up, just when i am about to put my head down to sleep

i'm bittersweet. the 74 bus smelt like orange chewing gum and the little school kids sang summer songs. i wish i could stop dreaming. it will break my heart