Our days are running thin... Our hopes will start to fall... I can feel the world collapse around me... from within ( Read more... )

*take them right between the eyes*

today might be st. patrick's day, but I proclaim it to be 'man hating day' sounds far better, and gives you more to do if you've got an active imagination. thank heavens for jobs and work and reading, or my head would be splattered on the ceiling by now.

Okay, even though now I have a job hah *looks at Anna* I still feel totally unfulfilled time wise *sigh* by that I mean I need to do something, every minute of the day... so going to start my most wonderful novel EVER. Oh it will be beautiful... in about 20 years time. Might as well start now before my mind evaporates even more so. I am partially ( Read more... )

if i could, i would, and if i couldn't, i would... *boggle ( Read more... )

and this is such a marvelous poem/story. i love it. reading sarah waters' 'affinity' at the moment which is written in a pretty victorian style (just how i like it) with an undercurrent of mystery, ghosts, mediumship and would-you-believe lesbianism. no, it's not a dirty book... going to buy the american boy by taylor as well. need to keep the ( Read more... )

today was highly surreal, and i am not altogether sure whether that is primarily caused by my brain manufacturing and recalling several disturbing images of the incident, or just by the frightening thought that a random stranger from across the world could quite successfully harm me or someone else i know ( Read more... )

overview
after analysing (for 4 hours) various journals by persons unnamed, and after thinking long and hard about thoughts and convictions which guide me throughout my life, i conclude that nothing is simple, logical or straightforward when it comes to emotions; at least those experienced by women. i also read an article this evening which states ( Read more... )

Apré Ski

In the cradle of mighty Alps
Lies Lienz
Come, the season is open.

We will give you everything
You will not want for anything
at Lienz

The slopes are tight and white
The pistes are clean and they gleam
Throughout the night

You can condemn yourself
To a 7 day course
We promise, there will be no remorse

On your part, you will start ( Read more... )

i haven't written in this old devil in absoluuuutely aaages. i feel as if it's time, especially since i have something to write about at last - hurrah ( Read more... )

faithless rant, for thee (another poem yes, shut me up someone ( Read more... )