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About Me

I'm Sophie, I like Art, Psychology, Philosophy, Writing, Cooking and la usual...(:

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

A guy who likes being called 'cute'. People with two different coloured eyes. People who inspire me and people to love. People to miss later. and bump into randomly in later life and like hug for an hour.

My Blog

time.

i like the way time works.the way we drift in and out.the way you can read something someone wrote years ago and be shocked at how long its been. their imprint their and not changing.i like the way yo...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Jan 2010 07:11:00 GMT

missing

i find it so hard to be someone. is that wrong?hmmm
Posted by on Mon, 30 Nov 2009 15:15:00 GMT

H/e.L;l*o

Its like time was rushing by. Falling and fading. Like i was saying. And i swear he stopped time. He's got the prettiest eyes. Im still sacred out of my mind, mind.
Posted by on Sun, 08 Nov 2009 16:54:00 GMT

music is magic.

i feel like things have melted like snowmen in the sunshine, and like leaves off trees and petals off flowers, gravity taking them away. it feels like water through a sive and sand grains through my h...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Aug 2009 20:31:00 GMT

i love paint.

.make you'd what wondering i'm and paint love i way same the you love i.maybe the past looks different to what it really was because we're looking at it backwards.p.s. i have a brilliant idea for a st...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Aug 2009 11:50:00 GMT

weaving.

there's no strings attached and they're tangling up, we're forming loose ties but not making knots, but if i pull on the strings i know they'll make knots. tangle tangle tangle. are any of these strin...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Aug 2009 18:08:00 GMT

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21st september 2007.
Posted by on Sun, 16 Aug 2009 21:07:00 GMT

excitement.

Okay so i have found flat for next year. it is beautiful. beautiful. beautiful beautiful.
Posted by on Mon, 10 Aug 2009 14:27:00 GMT

please tell me.

he found a scrumpled up piece of paper, lying in the rain. he knew she'd dropped it. her coat swaying in the wind as she swiftly walked away around the corner. He hesitated before he picked up, and he...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Aug 2009 12:00:00 GMT

secret letters.

I'm always looking for letters you've hidden somewhere,Soon i will go away, but then I'm sure you'll hide letters for me somewhere.
Posted by on Mon, 27 Jul 2009 19:01:00 GMT