most people want to travel the world before they die, i want to do it three times. once in my twenties to party, once in my thirties-fourties to live and work, and again when i'm old, retired and wrinkly. i'll wine, dine, sleep and be chauffeured around to see the sites and buy my grandchildren presents and swiss chocolates (:
overly ambitious? maybe but the hopeless, blubbery stuff i'm always ranting on about is way too unrealistic. i will always want things i don't have, that's just me- a greedy, pretentious brat and quite frankly, i'm not prepared to surrender my car, my clothes, my family, my money, my friends, my memories, my anything. they are all mine- mine, mine, mine, mine, mine! you are all mine. no matter how i whinge and wine about not wanting any of it, i'm not prepared to let go of it or any one of you- maybe for a few weeks though (: just for funsies. let's face it- how many guys in perth have french accents and move like they're used to getting around in tight spaces ;)
the thought of it in nice though, without a doubt but this is the twenty-first century- stuff like that just doesn't happen. Cinderella would've been mobbed for her shoes long before she got to that ball, assuming someone didn't steal her carriage first.
bisous, bisous! x
- jae.
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