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I Hate Seagulls | Kate Nash

donotletthemugglesgetyoudown:

That’s how I feel about you

iwasaheavyheart:

Mariella- Kate Nash

I’m far too loud. It’s like, as soon as I’ve got an opinion, it just has to come out. I laugh at stupid things just ‘cause they tickle me.

"I don’t know how more people haven’t got mental health problems. Thinking is one of the most stressful things I’ve ever come across and not being able to articulate what I want to say drives me crazy. I think I should read some more books, learn some new words - my sister used to read the dictionary, I’m going to start with that. I’d like to travel, I want to see India and the pyramids, a whale and that race with all the bicycles in France. I’m not sure about rivers, they scare me, but I love swimming, I’m good at it, and when I swim I count the laps and this helps me relax. When I was younger I saw a house burn down and I walked past it for the next six years. Derelict, black, chalky and dangerous, I wondered if squatters lived there. I’m still not sure, but I know there were never any parties because it was a shithole. After a while the council got round to tidying up the town, they decided it was an eyesore so they tore it down. Behind the house was a wall with a few bits of crappy graffiti and the word “Cunt” written in giant letters, and now I walk past that. I like going to the park and I like walking through it. I like taking my dogs there and friends, and I like being alone. I like being able to shout, but I wish I could be quiet. When I’m quiet people think I’m sad, and usually I am. Sometimes when I’m at a busy train station, somewhere big with the noisy trains like King’s Cross, I feel like putting down my bags and shouting things out because I’ve got something to say. Don’t you want to share the guilt? Don’t think, just try and sleep."  - Don’t You Want To Share The Guilt? - Kate Nash

Last summer, when Steph and I started dating, I remember laying in my bed with her late one night just grazing each others hands and staring at each other. We were both pretty awkward back then, not knowing how to go about things and not yet comfortable about being open about how we felt, but Stephanie broke off a piece of that wall and asked if I had ever heard this song. And when I said yes and asked why, she sang this lyric, stating it reminded her of me. I’m sure my heartbeat was audible across the room at that point.

She may or may not remember this, but either way, it’s a fond memory of mind. It’s the little things in life that bring the most joy.