This is me. This is my shell, the walls I put up around me to stop you from getting in.

It'll be all over in under two months... and then what... where do I go from there? I have no goddamn idea... This is heaven and hell rolled into one. The world outside doesn't exist.

It will take you in the middle of the night... Turn your mind inside out and your soul to ashes.

Better man I am since I come into contact with you ( Read more... )

Of all the dreams I could've had on the night after orientation, it's of us fighting. That's a real de-motivator.

It's cold here. I like it that way. The air is fresh and crisp, but not razor sharp like back in Melbourne. The floor is heated. The walls are thin and I can hear the neighbour's TV. That's no matter really. I declined the TV ( Read more... )

I've done most of what I need to do. The rest isn't really that important. More of a 'want' and not a 'need'.

The frozen pastures await in Vancouver. From there who knows. Back to Singapore? Montreal? Shanghai? America? Roll some dice.
All I need is a little time ( Read more... )

Now every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world ( Read more... )

I tell you. It happens to me every time I make a big move. I run into old flames. All of them except the one that matters. Some sort of curse perhaps? To remind me of all my mistakes? Is this Hi-Fidelity on crack?

You're a strange woman, Fate.

But the sound... the sound I can't get it out of my head. Dances upon frayed nerves and bloody heartstrings ( Read more... )