OH FUCK...

Name: Gabi
Date: Monday 31st 2011f January 2011 02:42:38 AM
Colorgenics Number: 3/1/0/6/7/5/2/4/

You are striving for a life full of activity and experience and, perhaps even more, an environment where you would be able to forge a close bond with a person who can offer full emotional fulfilment. You seem to lack the energy of late to get up and go. Your objectives appear to be unattainable and no one seems to care. You feel lost, neglected and need some W.T.C. (Warm tender care). Conditions are rather confusing at this time.

You would like to involved with a particular person or a particular situation butyou are holding back. You find it difficult to make a decision. You are experiencing more than your fair share of stress following an acute disappointment. This may be the result of subconscious conflict between hope and necessity.

The tension that you are experiencing following your unfulfilled hopes have given rise to anxious uncertainty. You have no doubt that things could get better in the future and so you refuse to make the necessary essential decisions. This conflict between hope and necessity is creating considerable pressure. Instead of resolving this by facing up to making the essential decisions, you are likely to vacillate and concern yourself with trivialities of little consequence.

Whatever you have tried to do seems to have gone wrong and you are now quite convinced that there is little point of formulating new objectives and it is this belief that has resulted in the stress and anxiety. You would like to be able to communicate with other people who think as you do. At this time there seems to be no-one on the horizon nor is there any prospect of meeting anyone in the immediate future. But it must be said that you are really a 'trier' and indications are that you will, as indeed you have in the past, 'bounce back'.

FUCK YOU

Other people pray, I just turn up the volume.

:)

Love, love, love...

Some of us say we'd rather have something than nothing at all. But the truth is, to have something half way is harder than having nothing at all.

This is my version...

Shopping. Jack Daniels. No hangover. Beer in case of hangover. Prague. Getting my way. Sarcasm. Irony. Scotish accent. British accent. All accents. Reading. Laying on the couch reading. Just staring at the ceiling. Burning incense. Big Mugs of Coffee. Caffeine. Pot. Losing my mind. Gigs. Green tea. Chai tea. Tea. My iPod. 2 bucks cellphone. Perfume. Cute bottles of perfume. Movies. Dressing Up. Long Hair. Hand bags. Rings. Hate diamond rings. Memories. Old Movies. Being visited at home just for a good old chat and a half. NYC. Slushiness. Staying in Hotels. Getting Things In The Post. Manners. All things French. Cooking. Baking. Conservation. Tobacco. Make Up. Festivals. Sleeping all day and staying up all night. Cafes. Manolo Blahnik. Chanel. Wine. Wine before going to sleep. Wine whenever. Record Players. Swearing. Body Modification. Vivienne Westwood. Losing Weight. Listening to music. Being all alone. Hugs. Alcohol. Beach. Parties. Beach parties. Friends. Charity Shops. Day Dreaming. Vintage finds. Vogue. Dr Martens. Cute Dresses. Chick flicks. Old Band Shirts. Flowers. The hungry feeling. My bed. Lots of pillows. Notebooks. Old Books. Hard covers for old books. I hate British Television. Hate japanese Television. Letters. Texts. Monsters. Travelling. Messy Hair. Toast. Vampires. Sweden. Sex. Love. More whisky. My dog. Me