Only had a small tin of beans to eat yesterday and hit the goon hard. A bad combination to say the least. Head in the toilet by midnight, all in all an embarrassing night really.
"A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world."
Oscar Wilde (via portiaconn)
Why can’t I ever just stick to what I say. I wanted to keep a diary, and haven’t. And my OCD keeps me from just starting one now as I would then have to back track on every single thing since I arrived. This always happens. Anyways it’s not important I guess, because all these things I’ve done, I’ve done. So I can remember them in my own head.