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we bring plague by poetry
m s g & a d d
travel through the non-spaces of britain: the lay-bys, garage forecourts, new towns, shopping centres, building sites, motorway service stations, and the like. this is where we get lost, not in the wide open spaces, but the gaps between.
-jeff noon
my name is saskia.
please don't call me sas.
if you can't manage three syllables, it's skish.
that's what most people call me.
it's a mouthful, but i am worth it.
i used to live in a tiny town in somerset
and i thought i was happy
but then i moved to portsmouth to go to university
and i am home.
i don't taste fireworks anymore
i didn't think i'd be able to wear rainbows in my hair again.
but i can.
that's who i am, and it's a part of me
and no matter what i've been through in the last few months
i should never have changed that.
that is just one of my regrets of this summer.
i do hate my memories of summer 07.
but i love that things i never even thought i could do are being done because of it.
♥
this is lily.
she is irreplaceable.
no one can match what she's done for me this year.
the best best friend in the world.
our love spans the country.
that's how good we are together.
fucking miss her.
but you seriously have to understand how much better than you she is.
seriously.
