So. Stuff. \o ( Read more... )

I may very well rape the first person to look at me sideways.

You have been warned.

I'm such a fuckup. It comes as little surprise that no one really wants to be with me. Sure, there's the occasional person who gets attracted for a while, but it soon becomes apparent they want me to be how they see me, not how I really am. (Oh yeah, I broke off my 'engagement' with Peter ( Read more... )

My face feels like it's going to fall off ( Read more... )

I'm so tired. Just tired. Everything is rubbing me the wrong way, but thankfully I understand how to bite my tongue where appropriate. However, I am being fed up with people telling me I'm irrational. Hi. Fuck you. Thanks ( Read more... )

Induction day tomorrow, and then school officially begins on Monday. Kawaii! Money will still be pretty tight for the next month or so, but will be better once i've paid off what I need to, to Kristelle, and others. Wai! There's still a few small things I need to sort out and organise, but mostly, it's good ( Read more... )

My day has been completely hectic. First, the real estate called to say 'We've just had a report that you have a window broken'. Why, yes... we do. We told the landlord about it three days ago. Then, Mr Estate Agent tells me 'We require you to inform us of maintaince needs'. Which srikes me as odd, because the landlord told us to tell him directly ( Read more... )

A gentle, whispering breeze stirs the air, playfully tugging at my hair, throwing it into my eyes. Such a simple thing, and I am filled with remorse, an insistent and underlying pain. The essence of things may not be lost, yet things are not the same. Time and time I have turned, forsaking that which I held to my heart. I run fingertips down my ( Read more... )

So, obviously I've been silent ( Read more... )

They stood on that icy plain, the fierce storm rippling around them. He stood several paces in front of her, seemingly oblivious to the snow and wind tearing at his clothing, the sting of storm-whipped hair against his cheeks.

She was afraid for him, and called out, but the wind stole her words, tore the concern from her lips and flung it far from ( Read more... )