There’s another bidder though…………………………………..
Must not get too excited.
#Lobster so fresh, I only saw it alive 10 minutes before! #seafood #crab #prawn #nom
I drew up a a floorplan of our tiny, dingy flat! My super useful waste of time this lovely Sunday morning.
ohh ya gotta love an unyielding sense of impending doom
The Wonder Years // Came Out Swinging
— David Lynch (via cold-winter-days)
I don’t handle this one thing very well.
Land of fairy tales <3
— Warsan Shire
— Arundhati Roy
My biggest worry is that neither will happen, that things will simply continue the way they are forever. Because it has; every time I thought it couldn’t get worse, it does, and we are still here.
I can understand your impatience, to be honest, I’m impatient too; but you are placing too much pressure on me. I love you and need you to be happy, and that is why I’m doing this for you.
You must understand its difficulty. You must acknowledge the illogical position you’re putting me in. Do you? Would anything change if you did? I’ve always been too afraid of hurting your feelings to speak out about my own. Yet another ironic reversal of roles in this family.
I am trying to end this suffering, to close this decade-long chapter of misery from all of our lives. But I’m struggling to be prepared; it is astoundingly difficult to lift my head and face the reality in all its splintered, ugly glory. I tell myself I will call the bank and Land Registry, today, at lunch, in the evening, tomorrow, the weekend, next week… but somehow I cannot pick up that phone. Two months have passed, I’m weak, pathetic, powerless.
And I’m sorry. I don’t wish to drag out your pain, your desire to be free any longer. But I’m so afraid, so terrified and I live every second in fear of the steps yet to be taken, that I - with these phone calls - will release.
I know you are impatient, I know this needs to be done. I am doing my best to prepare myself, so please be patient a little longer.