01/07/2009
Later bros.
Last Tumblr post for probably five weeks or so, unless I decide to pay a visit mid-holiday. Might do, we’ll see. Anyways, talk to you then!Text posted at 12:09
Two great post-MJ articles just appeared end-to-end on my dashboard. Both primarily focus on how Gen-Y missed most of the King of Pop’s greatness, was given a very concerning freakshow instead, and how the death has affected us.
Caragh, with her personal response (the John Mayer response included is particularly worth reading).
Rachel Hills, with particular emphasis on celebrity deaths and attention-seeking in the 21st Century.
Pretty sure I did this first, being awesome & all.
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Michael Jackson - ‘She’s Out Of My Life’.
It’s nice to know that for one day, for one solitary day, Michael Jackson was able to realise his dream of uniting the world in their belief for a cause.
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Mark Richardson
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Alexis
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I can't sleep.
Too anxious. These next few weeks are pretty much the biggest thing I’ve done with my life ever and it’s only now really starting to dawn on me. To be honest, I’m scared as fuck. After all, if you break it down I’d only been dating this girl for five months before she left. That means that as a couple, we’ve been apart more than we’ve been together. And that shit’ll play with your mind, son.
In the past six months I’ve grown ridiculously comfortable with the current state of affairs. Being able to live a relationship through technology is a mixed blessing; okay people are more accessible than ever before but after a while you begin to rely on it. I’m wondering if I rely on technology to make this relationship work.
In addition to that, before this I was pretty much a massive slut. And now here I am, sinking four thousand dollars into an overseas holiday all for a girl that when it comes down to it I’ve barely known for a year. It’s easy to get overwhelmed and to overthink things.
But at the same time, fuck that. Why the hell would I be going to all the effort if I didn’t think it was worth it? I’m pretty confident everything’s going to work out, but there’s a small part of me that’s uncertain and that’s not going to go away until I land at CDG in fourty-four and a half hours time. Shit. Less than two days.
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