Trying To Protect Myself From The World

Grazie

Once again i say thank you. For putting up with all of my bullshit and for all of those wasted nights which would have been better spent asleep.

decision

to blog my diary? im a little hesitant on this one as my blog was effectively my diary before i actually started writing one, yet my diary is alot more personal than my blog, i dont know maybe a dumbed down version, i have no idea

A return to scotland and to my Blog. With not much else to say except that, that girl will be the death of me. The distances between the highs and the lows is to great, but having something is better than having nothing.

Pack Up: XV

"Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag, and bury them beneath the sea"

                       -Miss Doolittle

Because: XIV

and that saddens me most of all. However all i want to say is thank you. Thank you for those great conversations, for not writing me off as a whack job with a sorry story, who has a suicide trip every time he hears a name, for all of those sacrificed nights spent behind a computer screen, having to things three or four times, and most of all for being honest and being generally amazing to me which is something that i feel i don't deserve. There is no doubt about it you stopped me going loco this summer and for that I am eternally in you debt to you.
                   Thank You
                                    Your Twin
                                                     Miles

Infinity: XIII

"Lets try and count from one to infinity"


         -Eliza Doolittle
              
                               Thank you