Teahee [cigarettes & heartbreak]

Better to go alone than be badly accompanied
[Vergissmeinnicht]
I Enjoy:
.:. Finger puppets
.:. Apples
.:. Toast
.:. My girlfriend
.:. Christmas
.:. Back to bed
.:. Juice cartons
.:. Photography
.:. Solitaire
.:. Game Boys
.:. Hair bobbles
.:. Cups of tea
.:. Books
.:. Video game hearts
.:. Pulling faces
.:. Pulling shapes
.:. Lunch boxes
.:. Velcro shoes
.:. Glasses
.:. Kinder Eggs
.:. Nicotine
.:. Being a drunken nuisance
.:. Chips at 3am
.:. Tea cups + saucers + tea pots
.:. Pear cider
.:. Lists
.:. Comics + graphic novels
.:. Walking down stairs
.:. The little things in life
.:. Buttery crumpets
.:. Hot water bottles
.:. Love
..
I Don't Enjoy:
.:. Know it alls
.:. Dentists
.:. Impoliteness
.:. Not being able to get the straw in the juice box
.:. Rubbish Kinder Egg toys
.:. Being a drunken nuisance
.:. Hangovers
.:. Alarm clocks
.:. Vomit
.:. Spiders
.:. People who moan all the time
.:. Being in the photo
.:. AIDS
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.:. I am an assortment of toast, enjoyed when I wake up in the morning, for lunch, for dinner, for snacks. Toast is awesome .:.
.:. I am little quotes in books, + I am word searches with song lyrics written in the margins .:.
.:. I am books, hundreds of books, alphabetically arranged by author .:.
.:. I am the same song listened to on repeat a hundred times, + with a schizophrenic taste for everything .:.
.:. I am clicking my fingers to the beat of a song, + the uninhibited joy of dancing + not caring what I look like .:.
.:. I am joints that click to the rhythm of the music on the inside .:.
.:. I am a heart that leaps over canyons when it should be sleeping at home .:.
.:. I am cups of tea, eight a day. Tea can make most everything seem better. I am flasks of tea, brought to friends houses for them to giggle at me .:.
.:. I am photographs of my friends, of myself, of the places I have been, of the things I see, of the things I feel, of the thoughts I have .:.
.:. I am endless games of Solitaire, for hours on end .:.
.:. I am a hundred + one failed attempts to quit smoking .:.
.:. I am of the thought that your flaws are what make you attractive to me .:.
.:. I am hyper + clumsy, with a habit of missing my mouth when I drink .:.
.:. I am finding out who I am, + not bothered that I don’t have all the answers .:.
.:. I am not going to conform to your romanticized idea of what I should be .:.
.:. I am not broken anymore. I found the pieces, though not the answers .:.
.:. I am not worried about the future. I’m sure it’ll come together sometime .:.
.:. I am not sure I will ever fulfil my life’s ambition, but at least I have one .:.
.:. I am not a wallflower .:.
.:. I am not the sum total of my parts; I am so much more than that .:.
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