I got a job. An exhausting one, at that. Picked up my first paycheck... I'm filthy rich (moquerie). Graveyard shift, which suits both my sleeping habits and my atrocious self (my alter ego on the other hand, ravishing). Le fantôme de l'Opéra, I am Erik and my Christine is a stranger... My reverie.

Liberté... Get out of my head, please. Cabin fever

"No dejes que el pasado te diga quien eres... Deja que te diga quien serás."
It's amazing how my premonitions are usually right, and how. My birthday came about and it was beautiful in that heaven before hell sort of way. I was already living things to come. But with my good luck and all... It's scary how one second you can be listening to music, ( Read more... )

New NIN CD came out... Will get it soon, if I can ( Read more... )

Slept all day... Now I have to wait for a very important parcel. Little indemnity to make sure the odds are in my favor.

Beneath the apple blossoms
I go a wintry way,
For love that smiled in April
Is false to me in May.

Poursuivre squelette...

Thanatology:

How do you lose $15,000 (originally $5,000 multiplied through a mysterious Mexican laundering), your belongings and your identity. All in a day... Just in time to take part in a forced disappearance. A good person, a good day... All fucked up. La Danse Macabre... Shitty situation ( Read more... )