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Squeezing my brain for memories...would have better luck getting water from a stone.
I sit on facebook. The postman has added me. ****. Did I try and make out with him? I click confirm.
A quick click on his profile to stalk him....pretty sure he wont be as fit without the beer goggles on reveals a massive blow. He has a ten year old. ****ity ****. Maybe there is something to the toy boys I was dating in Tokyo. ...
After returning to Misawa after the great Fuji & Tokyo adventures, I was greeted by the lights, sounds and smells of the local Misawa Tanabata Festival.
The festival runs 26 - 28 July (last weekend in July even though Tanabata ...
... suddenly dawns on me how the physical figure really is a product to some people. Not one I have ever used, or in fact considered perfecting.
But in Rice Country, where white seems to be right, (and it appauls me to admit so), why on earth shouldnt I go for it?
I already sell my voice, I will soon start a youtube English teaching job, so if a bit of cleavage and a short skirt can line my purse with gold for ...
... years, and consequently my degree, travel, and career choices.)
So out came a bottle of wine, some scissors, and a Venus razor. And after a couple of hours I looked like the heroine of Les Miserables who had been kicked out onto the street.
But you know what, I felt smug, and happy, and only weeks after doing it I found the (so far) love of my life. (The fact he liked me even though I looked like a homeless heroin addict ...
I feel the ghosts of ex-lovers burning in the wind.
Oh where is my Tokyo spring?
Skeletons in the closet, baggage in the dark,
the cries of weeping angels, are tearing me apart.
Love that turns and runs its red river dry, beating down I
croak, I choke, I cry.
I feel the ghosts of ex-lovers ...