random thoughts meant to be posted yesteryear

after a long conversation consisting of 90% my mum and 10% me,

i go: wow, you actually stopped talking...
she goes: ya i know. very difficult for me.

HAHA. but it's fun listening to her sometimes. did you know her mum treated the king (long story short) and got a medal for it? i saw the thing. it's old and dirty but 925silver y'all!

she has some amazing stories. you could listen all day really. except i'm quite tired of her voice being i've lived with her for, let's see.. my entire life?

why are people never who they seem? you think they're this, but they're that. you think they're good, but they're in fact, bad. c'est la vie. c'est la vie.

i figure i need some jewelry pliers. are they expensive? anyone know where to get them? you know where to find me...



i want to see the above in real life one day.
wouldn't it be just so fantastically spectacular?
and so much better than the picture i bet.