This was a while ago, but it was still equally as amazing. He is so amazing, yet he doesn't know it. He is the type of guy who will keep doing everything because he loves it, and because he loves the people he meets, he won't ever care if it is a huge success or just gets him through life. He doesn't need to be the name in lights.
I was in awe the entire night, and I don't jump on bandwagons and people like this very often. I don't run my mouth and gush about them. I can be stupid about things I like, but when it comes to people like him, to people that inspire me, then the words I say about them take on a different meaning and everything becomes a million times more passionate. It turns from an interest into a passion, it's something more.

I am starting to get lonley at home all by myself. This is a result of the loneliness and boredom.
If I hadn't deleted all the images of bands/people off my computer it may have been different images, but I did.
I will only collect images I like from now on. The rest will not take up space on my laptop for no reason. That is, until I get an external hardrive, then I'll keep whatever the fuck I like.

in⋅spi⋅ra⋅tion
–noun
1. an inspiring or animating action or influence: I cannot write poetry without inspiration.
2. something inspired, as an idea.
3. a result of inspired activity.
4. a thing or person that inspires.
5. Theology. a.
a. divine influence directly and immediately exerted upon the mind or soul.
b. the divine quality of the writings or words of a person so influenced.
6. the drawing of air into the lungs; inhalation.
7. the act of inspiring; quality or state of being inspired.
Synonyms:
1. stimulus, incitement.

in·spi·ra·tion
1.
1. Stimulation of the mind or emotions to a high level of feeling or activity.
2. The condition of being so stimulated.
2. An agency, such as a person or work of art, that moves the intellect or emotions or prompts action or invention.
3. Something, such as a sudden creative act or idea, that is inspired.
4. The quality of inspiring or exalting: a painting full of inspiration.
5. Divine guidance or influence exerted directly on the mind and soul of humankind.
6. The act of drawing in, especially the inhalation of air into the lungs.

Home alone, and I have to say it is awesome. Only because I am sick and it means that I get to wallow in my own self pity and not be made to do anything seeing as standing up is not in my strong points at the moment.
I had a delirious moment this morning where I didn't know what day it was, and I had no idea if I had taken my medication or not. Thank God for phones with dates, and days written on the medication packets, otherwise I would have been screwed. It's scary when shit like that happens though, not having any idea what day it is and what you are supposed to be doing, or have done.
I would like to think that I am feeling better than yesterday, but I think that it could be a sham.
It rained this morning, maybe nothing huge, but it was nice. We are so in need of rain, we will be for a long time, so every time it rains a little bit of me rejoices, not only because I love rain, but because I know that we need it, desperately.
I've been watching Sound Relief, which so far has been good. It's amazing that we are all coming together for this, we have raised obscene amounts of money in a short amount of time, and it shows how much we support each other. It is also amazing that so many bands are reforming just for this, for this cause, for their country and their fans. This has been the worst disaster(s) that Australia has seen and it is good to know that we have the capacity to raise and react so quickly and well.
I was just informed, although I can be sure how reliable this is to be perfectly honest, that all the fires are out. If it is true than I am more than happy, them being contained would have been equally as amazing, but them being out, that is just such good news. Now we can focus on rebuilding.
I have decided that the Gerard Way quote I used in that picture is one that I love. I think the message is something that so many people need to hear.
I am contemplating an afternoon nap, but I don't think it will help me later on tonight when I need to sleep. It's like being caught between a rock and a hard place.

I don't care what you think.
I don't care what you do.
I have to remember that this is you.
This is your life.
That is their life.
I am not in control of everything.
I can't control everything.
I have to let the mistakes happen.
Even if it means you all fall flat on your faces.

Thanks for the heads up.
It's nice to know that you can move on so quickly.
I guess it wasn't love after all.

I am beginning to lose faith in the human race.
I'm not looking for any happy endings.
I don't want anyone to know I existed.

i need to buy a camera. end of story.

It's strange how faces can change things. How faces grow with age, with emotion, with time.
If we could go back, would you want to?

reading list:
persusion - jane austen
northanger abbey - jane austen
the plague of doves - jane austen
sense and sensibility - jane austen
jane eyre - charlotte bronte
the great gatsby - f. scott fitzgerald
the picture of dorian grey - oscar wilde
the knight - gene wolfe
the folk of the faraway tree - enid blyton
the wind-up bird chronicles - haruki murakami
angela carter's book of fairytales - angela carter