¿uʍop ǝpısdn sǝıɹʇuǝ ʎɯ ˥˥∀ op plnoɥs ı sdɐɥɹǝԀ ˙ʎɐʍɐ sɥʇuoɯ ɟo ǝldnoɔ ɹǝɥʇouɐ ʇsnՐ ˙˙˙ǝɯıʇ ʇxǝu lıʇu ( Read more... )

With all things considered and the asperity of the Universe casting algid shadows over all plans that might fall into a chasm of disarray at any minute, it should only be a MONTH now... I can hold on to that surely?

Few notes of worth: ( Inflammatory vomit for the eyes to follow )

There is a sense that the last six months have been a void. The malaise never subsided and I allowed a sub-existence to ensue; finally this dangerous combination of inactivity and taking for granted everything I held so dear could lead only to a dark unforgiving place, and the vision of the future I saw there was so bitter I finally choked myself ( Read more... )

Gushings and squealing horrors to all ( Read more... )

For as long as I can remember now I've had sounds emanating from my brain. Not voices or anything coherent, mere noises. As a logical and rational person I obviously attributed this to insekts, parasites that lie somewhere between organic and metallic, which find the moist hell of my mind a cosy place to inhabit. They are doing something in there, ( Read more... )

( Murderface, Murderface, Murderface, MURDERFACE... )

The air is heavy tonight, thick with the noisome rancour of some pestilent creature - The caustic atmosphere enflames the swollen ulcerations left as scars from the spontaneous ejection of barbed wire throughout distended growths across my deformed body. I'm left to rock back and forth in near darkness as the vomit persists its torrent from my eye ( Read more... )

( Now attaching electrodes... )

( Now be silent as I vomit on you... )

I can't seem to write anything of worth lately, instead I sit at notepad constructing diatribes so I haven't bothered updating. Besides I have Xmas shopping to do ( Read more... )