Cask Wine and Silent Cellphones…

I’m sort of pathetic
Drunk off cheap cask wine
By myself
Sitting staring wishing at my phone
You said you’d call
It’s three am
You said you would call
I’m waiting
I’m drunk
And really overly keen to hear your voice
Tongue tastes sour, waiting
Sitting by myself
I’m so drunkenly in love
It’s sort of pathetic

Auckland and Politics

Sooooo I couldn’t handle the jandal (that’s a sandal, flip flop, thong for non-kiwi-slang people) and am moving back to Auckland on Tuesday.
The loneliness was the killer. I had the best guy in the whole damn universe with me at last, but I realised – I didn’t need him. Stress need. My friends, my family, [...]