meh - scattered, confused and PROCRASTINATING - WHY!!!! i'm so, so sorry jane for ringing you in a tizz at clint's house - sometimes i just miss you so much - for the past three years you have been the person i ring when i am 'in a tizz' and now your not here. i love you baby ( Read more... )

I was supposed to start uni today, but well that obviously wasn't meant to be. Today has been one of those days that seems to want to pull at you constantly and right now I've got the shits something chronic. (Oh dear, that saying is about "oh soooo five years ago") lol. But trully, that's what it was; the pacific freeway was congested all the ( Read more... )

and so it all ends - we are all just strangers drifting through the mess of life; gripping onto anothers dear flesh in hope that we ourselves will not drown with them, or is it into them? what are the games we play, not meaning to sound cliche; these intricate rules and proceedures that it seems we must follow in order to win we are such ( Read more... )

had a real shitty day ( Read more... )

Ink blots upon paper ( Read more... )

Like a Doll.

Wrap me up,
like a doll
filled with red painted lips
and come get me eyes

Display me as,
your pretty pet.
An possession of skin deep,
hand-crafted beauty.

And when you tire
of me,
I'll lie forgotten
inside your closet
with my disjointed limbs
and broken porcelain heart.

A modern Prometheus

I began my quest on a dark, twisted night of December, in which the night skies howled down torrents of rain coupled with sharp, biting winds while lightning broke through the potent gloom followed by the threatening thunder of the heavens. You see, dear reader, my intent was to defy nature, and create a woman, of the upmost ( Read more... )

Darkness flitted out into the room. Confusion waits like a predator ready to pounce and obliterate the moment with its painful absolutions. Sweet smells of sweat and lovemaking littered the room. And you said, "but I have you ( Read more... )

I feel claustrophobic here. I feel like I have so much inside of me that cannot escape due to the harsh blankness of reality that surrounds me. I want passion and loveliness. I want honey stained nights with laughter and warm blanketed skies filled with twirling spinning nights. I want inspiration, I want to hear the drums and feet beat the ( Read more... )

Whilst watching Hannibal last night, I began an exploration (mental) of the concept of horror, and what it truly entails. I guess it also pins in extremely well with studying Frankenstein at the same time ( Read more... )