I'm not who I say I am, but the whole thing feels a bit more private if I post here under the guise of Miranda.

There's a man I love that I know that I shouldn't, and I'm afraid I may as well tell you all, though there's not a soul to read a thought. He's far too old for me. I know that. But I can't help it, or at least I tell myself that.

I'd do so much just to touch you once. And it's lovely to have this out in the open.

I'm not entirely who I say I am.

I want to go to a festival. A proper one with good bands.

Today I ate fish fingers in a sandwich. It tasted really wrong.

HArrrpppppy EASTAR

ASSEXUALITY CAN BE SO BEAUTIFUL

A LEVELS HOWEVER CANNOT

All this for shitty university

I don't want to be in Devon any more, it's boring!

I just want to take this opportunity to mention glasses are cool

I ate a large dinner of leek and potato pie and it was delicious. I really liked it!

And then I drank some lukewarm Earl Grey I found in the sink. Very nice it was too, I think Laura left it there because she throws away her tea if it isn't just right. Hmmm.

Hallo my name is Miranda I am from Devon. I have found this livejournal thingy through a friend of mine (she told me of slash :P) and I am here because of her (though I have a feeling she's deleted hers :P) This probably won't be updated much, but meh.