I've made a new lj account for myself and won't be using this one anymore.

Please add: reznorette

http://reznorette.livejournal.com/

A short piece of symbolic/surrealist fiction. Haven't written anything in a while ( Read more... )

My final piece for my first project of this year.

( Images under the cut )

Ok... so I had a little spout of depression. Nothing serious. You know me. I have my ups and downs. Just when I have my downs I have my downs.

So I handed in my notice at work. Don't know what I'm going to do for cash after that, but I'd been there for nearly a year and I can't stand it any longer.

Nothing much is happening lately.

:/

I see now.

1) I am pathetic
2) Everything between love is just a distraction from the void
3) No one loves me
4) Neither me or my life has much value
5) The only thing that keeps me hanging on is the understanding of my age, and the realisation of potential
6) I am pathetic

The problem with LJ: we all think we are so close, but really we often know little about each other. I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away.

Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you.

Spent way too much in Camden the other day. Went there with my sister Holly. Twas a good day. Bought jeans that actually fit, NIN t-shirt (woo hoo!), amusing optical illusion t-shirt, over-the-knee stripey socks... Things from Camden always smell sooooo good! Why is that? *sniffs jeans* Mmm.... Perhaps all the cannabis has seeped into the fabric ( Read more... )

( Quiz results, that no one cares about but you might want to take them yourself or something )

Last night I saw Phantom of the Opera in the London West End. It was amazing - just as brilliant as I had anticipated. I still root for the Phantom rather than Raul, despite his murderous tendencies... He's an interesting character; a perfectly balanced blend of sympathy, fear and disgust is evoked in the audience, enough to make us love him as a ( Read more... )

Christmas, a time adorned with sparkling magic and tinsel, the glint in a child's eye. The best, when you believed so much in the magic it almost hurt. Then, just enjoying the atmosphere and excitment. Now, a simple appriciation. So, that's it? No more childhood Christmases ( Read more... )