Cally

Hello hello.
I finally gave in and got a myspace. but not willingly. it is a long story involving a party, an unanswered question and several small pieces of cardboard.
It has been a super long time since I updated this, huh?
I'm Carly. I want to be an irish tactor when I grow up. I put raspberry jam on my ice cream, and I chew on my lips especially when I have honey lip balm. I like sitting on the top decks of buses when its raining. I bake cupcakes as a form of therapy. I turn the act of complicating things into an art form.
I like sitting at the window seats of empty trains and listening to Sigur Ròs
I like baking cakes and eating cookie dough, and icing messily
I like singing or playing piano in wide open, empty spaces, like the main hall at school
I like drinking tea out of nice cups
I like wearing new socks
I like hearing people speak french
My main hiding place is at my livejournal . Come visit me.