Think i've got all the heartbreak out my system and ready to move on.
Will just sleep and get back to work soon.
Just reading, writing, organising my thoughts, thinking how I'm gonna do this book stuff.

It's been over two weeks since I worked on the book properly. I've read a book. I'm reading more. I am still tired and stressed etc. Having to tell my mum to get on with being happy and stop worrying takes up a lot of my time.
I just want to write.

What's up y'all ( Read more... )

... combine) [or, sic transit gloria (glory fades)]. (or, the recursive uses of parentheses). (or, why is my Kindle so damn slow). (or, metal saved my life). (or, I hope there's QWERTY keyboards in heaven). (or, I'm more Buddhist these days and want to come back as a badass toad). (or, egos eat testicles). (or, shut the fuck up and come up with a ( Read more... )

Phew, where was I? Oh yeah so Phase 2 has begun and its in 3 parts and Part 1 of Phase 2 is complete. They were my character outlines. I won't sketch and profile them too much, unless I am failing to summon their voices in Phase 3 and they get blank and mergey... no, but if I'm bored then I'm pretty keen on lots of back-up reading (say, assigning a ( Read more... )

Yo, it's 2017. Been using this site since... I was 14. So that's 14 years. Half my life. Since 2002. My early journals, ForabandagedIris and herluckyXeyes were purged. I know I wrote some good stuff (like stuff about Mark and the Texan teenage years) and it is a shame that it's gone. But I can do better now ( Read more... )

jeg sku lad vaere med at drikke mig selv fuld og snakker med menneske pa internettet. det er dumt. jeg har drukke hele flask whiskey og nu jeg kan ikke taenk mehr.

The lyrics apply to my life in the past year. Here's my English translation of the text:
The cops came before we expected them, in the middle of the night.

So me and my baby we were at it again, in the middle of the night.

They threw gas in the window, so our tears rolled in the room… oh yeah, in the middle of the night.

The next thing that happened, I ( Read more... )

fordi du smadrer mit hjerte. din fucking idiot, fuck af med dig, jeg elsker dig ikke mehr. fucking svin. hvorfor gor du sa? jeg har gjort alt for dig. alt. og de her bare fordi mit telefon var weg? det er ikke rigtig kaerlighed, de vil jeg godt.

FUCK DIG FUCK DIG FUCK DIG.

EX-KAERSTE. GODT.

Jeg har et lille problem. For det forste, jeg kan ikke focus pa mit liv, mit kunst, og hvad jeg skal gore. det er svaer til saet ned og arbejde fordi jeg har ingen inspiration. Fuck det. Hver dag ryge jeg masse smog og surf jeg pa internetet men ikke noget andre. Nogen sinde kigge jeg pa TV2 og se X-Factor eller shows pa E4 etc men jeg vil ikke ( Read more... )