I almost never use this anymore thanks to facebook, but I guess an update is warranted...seems I can't write proper stories or poetry anymore, instead I just get random segments of verbal grandiosity purging my brain ( Read more... )

Tragedies breathe through coral sunsets of November harvest ( Read more... )

I just realized a lot of my best work is missing from here since I only started this thing 2 1/2 years ago..too bad I don't get time to write anymore

God's TyrannyIn veins that bleed waters tainted ( Read more... )

An anguish ridden restless ghost damned ( Read more... )

I got a fucking C+ on my writing portfolio, my prof complains that I overstuff my writing so much with imagery that it is unclear, and I use fantasy allusions that nobody has ever heard of. She says while my writing is excellent, it is not what they were looking for in this course. Well sorry! Just when I thought I was taking something I'd be good ( Read more... )

I'm addicted as fuck to The Sims 2, Twice I played it through the entire night...Too bad the holidays are over, I need to get over this fast! Just as in Sims 1, you could put your own music on your sim's radio by copying the Mp3s into a folder. It was so hilarious watching my sims dance to Mithotyn, Veles and Burzum ( Read more... )

I wrote this a long time ago, few of you will recognize it...well it's been edited..several new lines ( Read more... )

The next creative writing assignment was a poem up to 40 lines about a person, place or event...I made up an event..unfortunatly it turned out to be something ridiculously similar to Cradle of Filth lyrics..oh well ( Read more... )

The next Creative Writing assignment was to write a poem up to 20 lines about an object with sentimental value, unfortunatly I couldn't think of anything better than the xacto knife I used to slash myself with...oh well profs don't give a shit so I won't be questioned ( Read more... )

This was a Creative Writing assignment I started on Thursday, we had to make a story from a picture and I got a picture of a robed man walking in a dark forest with a dagger in one hand and a baby in the other. It isn't as good as I want it to be quite yet ( Read more... )