"For the intimate revelations of young men, or at least the terms in which they express them, are usually plagiaristic and marred by obvious suppressions."
-The Great Gatsby
So i'm thinking of getting the above quote tatted on me seeing as i keep forgetting that any involvement with men is not conducive to me living a harmonious life. Let me elaborate a little..
After watching Inception, and learning that it's absolutely, filthily, god-awfully wrong to plant ideas in other peoples heads etc, i only went and did it to myself, for reasons only my subconscious knows..
i had an idea in my head, and then i met somebody and because the person seemed like the perfect vessel at the time i realised that i could let him become the embodiment of my idea/ideal.. trouble is i somehow forgot to keep the two separate in the back of my head, and the whole thing ended up festering in my head and heart like a sweet dream/beautiful nightmare..
basically, because i wanted A boy to be THE boy i willingly believed all the "intimate revelations" which i already knew were "plagiaristic and marred by obvious suppressions" and ended up falling for my own bullshit hook, line and sinker..
make sense? ..no?..ok whatever
i needed time to re-evaluate my behaviour so i ran away to the coast for a few days, to pamper myself, eat peanut MnM's(aka manna from heaven) and wade in the water..
wearing: cut offs / denim shirt: Topshop / jumper: The Teddy Bear Club
If there's one thing I'm blessed with it's a good brain so i came to the conclusion that i should use it more often to evaluate the matters that concern my heart.
And i guess if there's a time to make mistakes, it's now when i'm young and agile enough to run/jump/hike over them and move the fuck on!