So I just logged onto Blogger and I've found some posts I did about 4 years ago. Reading them back to myself, I had to actually ask whether this was ME writing those. I sound like a freaking weirdo.
A terrible lot has changed since then... I'm not obsessed with him anymore. Even though I watched a film with him in a few days ago and he looked absolutely stunning. Like, the image of perfection. And that's when I realised I can only ever love men in movies.
I'm now a party freak and I am regularly getting called an 'alchie' too - it's starting to worry me and I'm scared I'm turning into too much of an extrovert and I'll end up pissing people off - but I love to party. This feels like it should be, you know. The good times are now, not in the past. In opposition to Bryan Wilson's album title, I Was Indeed Made For These Times ;)
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