i havent updated in ages. my want/need for writing, for the computer, for comfort seems to have died off, then come back and died off once again. i did a pretty new layout for my website (http://distant-star.net) in a hope that it would influence me to write in my blog more often. ive written ( Read more... )

i tried to kill myself, yesterday. i stood there, screaming, and my eyes stared straight into yours. the knife, pressed so fucking hard against my wrist and i wanted you to hold me. but instead i screamed profanities, and i wanted to push hard. i wanted to plunge it right through my heart. through YOUR heart for making me feel this way. but i ( Read more... )

i.running along the sand, i felt your hand brush past mine and i wished, just for a moment i was yours -- and you were mine ( Read more... )

that fresh scent. is it fresh paint? breathe in deep. can you taste it? the numbing sensation spreads through your body. this newness, the delecacy of it all -- its astonishing. dont dare to touch it. afraid to break the innocence. but curiosity, what lies beneath it? is it everything we can see, or is there more, so much more, to the story? lean ( Read more... )