What I am brilliant at

well all i can say is that if im brilliant at anyone thing it would be that im good at being me... you get impersonations and impressions but nothing is as good as playing the real thing except my good humoured self!

What I'd like to do on a sunday

be hungover... regret the night b4.... avoid conflict with my rents..... eat my weight in junk food then regret it and diet for the rest of the week and txt the guy that i regretably kissed thhe night b4 and want to go out to the cinema but never find anyone up for it!

what im looking for in life

im looking for the pursuit of happiness whether be in the unexcpected sprinkle of chocolate on ure mocha in starbucks on a cold winters day or finding the odd playing card in the gutter of broken dreams.. one day i will wake up from my rose tinted haze put on my cowboy boots and share the inside of my palm with another who's willing to step through the ikea door into my mind.

what do i look forward to

i love lying on my bed thinking of new outfits to wear out of the odds and sods of life... putting something new next to something worn, accessorizing it with something broken and unmatching, pulling up the zipper on those tight ass grey and battered jeans and heading out into the mist with my handbag in one and an apple in the other.

Happiest when

im in my own little world... with a good song on but only i can hear it and everything else in the world is silent... with my stilletos on my feet and camera in my right hand i can manipulate the world thru the lens to be plain black and white and cut out the crap on the curbside.

the poem of life...

Now why do you wanna go and put starz in their eyes? It's the same old story well they just didn't realize And it's a long way to come from the dog and duck karaoke machine, And saturday night's drunken dreams Behind the steel barrier and sequence and glitter, Five inch heels still knee deep in the litter, Each of them a bitter bullshitter, Wrapped up in the cloak of fake glamour, getting lost in the camera, Well footprints are fools gold, diamonds crusts on their one off plimsolls So little time for these one off arseholes, Rigor mortis Ken and Barbie dolls, A pair of big shades and a push up bra, It's such a short gap between the gutter and stars, That you've come a long way from the place that you started, So why'd you wanna go and get so down hearted Now why'd you wanna go and put starz in their eyes? Why'd you wanna go and put starz in their eyes? So why'd you wanna go and put starz in their eyes? Now why'd you wanna go and put starz in their eyes? Starz in their eyes

Hometown

Duncton in the middle of no where

Occupation

freelance photographer

Relationship status

doing something wrong as im single still!

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