2.3.09

somnium, amor et vita.

Somnium. Which means dream in Latin. I dream to be a psychologist, or a criminologist. Huge asperations for someone who got kicked out of school at fifteen and is barely scraping by doing correspondence, but they're my asperations all the same.

Amor. Which means love in Latin. I love many things, sunlight, the time before it starts to rain where the sky is grey with dense clouds, white chocolate lattes with Josh, txts at ungodly hours of the morning from Adam, lying on grass and looking at cloud shapes, having people to talk to on MSN, writing weird little stories, reading books and losing track of time, songs that give you goosebumps and butterflies, meeting someone and getting on with them straight away, mail and last but not least, not needing drugs to feel a sense of euphoria and being able to look around me and feel excited about the beauty that's in every inch of the world, no matter how unconventional that beauty is.

Vita. Which means life in Latin. My life is doing things that make me feel happy. My Life is my friends. And my life is amaing.

Exitus.

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